These were transcribed from a tape recording he had made. I obtained these from my Gramma, Mae Gabbitas after she passed.
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Herb Croft’s Journey to the Spirit World
And if it’s a testimony, a personal testimony it must be given to you for a personal reason. I think if you’re living the gospel, you’re entitled to personal testimony and inspiration to guide and direct you and your family through out your life, and if I ask for a show of hands, I think I would get a big majority that has came into your lives.
It came up this morning in our priesthood class to the study of pully carts. And I asked them,” Brother, haven’t you ever had inspiration or guidance in the priesthood in you own lives?” I immediately got response. Some didn’t, but nevertheless, that’s what we’re here for to prove our faithfulness and to prove our worth on earth, in the hereafter. But I became quite ill, but I ended up, my wife taking me and a friend into the Veteran Hospital. This evening or next evening, anyway, I kept getting a little worse, and Brethren, I haven’t repeated this and I haven’t told it until Brother Marvin came over to my house for I don’t know how many years. I felt like I have mentioned it or I did mention it to several and I have had the response back, “Booooy, you’re crazy!”, and, “That’s a dream, you’re just out of your head.” Well maybe I was. In my mind, it seemed to be very true and run a very clear picture. It’s been a testimony to me and I’ve tried to live very close to what I was promised and agreed. I got worse each evening and this here one night during the afternoon, I got so bad that I couldn’t stand to have a peek of light. They put the blind up on the window, they had it covered with a couple of heavy blankets, then I asked for something to go over my face, cover my eyes up, I can’t stand the light. Well, they said there isn’t any light. All there was was just a peek of light coming from under the door. Anything was just too much. I couldn’t stand it, the pain was so great in my head. My eyes became set in my head and I’ve often contributed that that must have been part of the terrific pain. I could see nothing but one straight pinpoint right straight ahead. I couldn’t see anything on either side or move my eyes at all. But this was an experience that I’ve often felt may be more pain than the body can stand. During the evening that night, my spirit left my body. I loitered in the room. I could see me on the bed and I loitered and I thought about it, just as normal as I’m standing here with you tonight. Finally, the thought came, “No, you can’t stay there, you better go.” And it seemed like right up through the hospital room and up into the open air. And then I traveled at a terrific speed, it seemed terrific to me, but absolutely no wind velocity that I could ever feel. I came, in that few moments to a place, that I feel have no words to describe, but I’ll give you an inkling of a thought. It’s something of a reminder of State Capitol Building or the Provo Courthouse. A big rounding stairway leading on up as you walk, well it was something of a reminder a most gorgeous and beautiful sight. I stopped and proceeded to ascend those stairs. I was walking one at a time. My sister came over to the edge and we talked and I hadn’t quite gained the level yet . She said, “Herbert, what are you doing here?” I stopped and I said, “I had to come.” I said, “I couldn’t stay there any longer.” She says, “You’re not wanted here yet.” She says, “You’re time isn’t up.” She says, “You’re not even supposed to come.” She says, “You go back and finish your mission there on earth.” And in the course of conversation, I agreed to go back. She went back to the edge of the hospital with me and she says, “Now I’m not permitted to go further,” She says, “You go back now and make the best of this.” Now in the meantime, how long I have no idea, I couldn’t have been gone too long as all of this happened in the early evening, and I left again and went through the same process. I loitered in the room. Debating these thought and agreeing to come and stay, finally I left. I went the same route, same place and I ascended the stairs and I walked right on up. I walked up onto the level, and there I was confronted again by my sister, who had passed away in 1934. She called me by name and she scolded me, in a good natured way, but nevertheless, it was mean. “You gave me your word you’d stay.” And I said, “Yes, I know I did, but it doesn’t seem to do any good.” I said, “I intended to stay.” “Well” she says, “We knew you were ill, we knew you were quite bad, but” she says, “You’re not supposed to come here yet.” She says, “You have a mission to perform.” And during the course of conversation with her, I again agreed to go back, and she again came back with me to the hospital edge, and she said, “I’m not permitted to go any further,” she says, “Now you try harder this time,” she says, “Put forth more effort.” So as I came back, it was just the same, every time, just a complete meshing in of the spirit into the body. It was re-entering and immediately that terrific pain. There was absolutely no deviation, it was just the same trick, the same entering and that same leaving, and that same terrific pain, immediately. How long I stayed, I don’t know again, but like I say, it happened in the early evening and a little later I’ll tell you. Again, I finally left my body. This time I loitered and held longer in the room, and I saw the nurses and I saw things that were going on in the hospital. I saw the streets, the cars. The things that happened, and finally I went around and out through the hospital walls and I’ve often wanted the knowledge of how that can be done. As I’ve studied the gospel, I understand the knowledge had been given to me, often I have prayed for it. As the spirit leaves the body, you have that knowledge given to you on how to control the elements, on how to take care of those situations. I have read where your spirit can go through solid concrete through a wave method. Now that was an answer to one of my prayers and thoughts of mystery. It’s a mystery until you find out. This time I made the same journey. I went and walked right up the stairs. Came into a little level, looked around at the most gorgeous sight my eyes have ever beheld. There’s people in different places, busy. Everyone was busy. The most wonderful atmosphere that I presume I will ever witness until after the day of death.
I looked around a few moments and I said, “I wonder what I should do. Maybe I better go ask this group of people here what I ought to do.” And then I heard a voice off to the side, and my sister’s calling to me. She came over, and in a scolding, and again she gave me chastisement for not keeping my word. I went on and explained to her my situation and she says, “Dad’s here would you like to talk to him?” I said, “Yes, I sure would.” I said, “It’s been a long time since I saw Dad.” Now he passed away when I was eight and a half years of age. He looked the same as my memory was of him on the day of his death. He was in his temple clothes and he walked away and she called to him by the way, and it seemed to me like oh, 50-100 feet, something like that he was over there and he was busy at the desk. He was by himself and he turned and he looked and she says, “Dad, have you got a minute you can come over?” He turned and he walked over and he walked up to me and he said, “While Herb, while Herbert,” he says, “This is a surprise,” he says, “You’re not supposed to be here.” He says, “It’s good to see you, but you’ve got too much to do there.” He says, “You just shouldn’t have came here.” “Well listen,” I says, “Maybe, maybe not. But I just couldn’t seem to do anything about it.” I says, “Marie has given me a scolding and sent me back twice.” I says, “and it doesn’t do any good.” I says, “I promised her I’d stay.” I said, “My word is no good.” I says, “The pain is greater than I have the ability to withstand, the pain that drives me, it literally just drives me out of my body.” “Yes,” he says, “We know that.” He says, ”We realize that you have been quite ill.” He says, “We didn’t expect to come though.” He says, “Why don’t you go back and perform your mission.” I said, “No, no I don’t want to go back.” I said, “Dad look at me. This is the best I have ever felt in my life.” I says, “There’s nothing I ever did that compares to this. Look at this. The atmosphere is so good here that I don’t want to leave it . “Well,” he says, “This is as good as you’ll find,” he says, “This is real nice here.” He says, “The temptings of the devil is withdrawn from us.” He says, “If you go back,” he says, “I would promise,” What was the first promise he gave to me? Well I can’t say Brothers and Sisters. I haven’t related this, but once in several years. He gave me the two promises. He told he says, “If you go back this night,” he says, “I promise you that this pain will all leave your body.” I says, “No, no, I have no more desire to go back,” I says, “My promise is no good, I can’t stand it.” I says, “I’m literally driven out!” I said, “I can’t make anymore promises.” And we talked for a few minutes and I said, “Dad, there’s a thought that’s boring my mind all of these days of my life. Could I get you to answer me? Give me an answer for it?” Yes son,” he says, “I will if I am permitted to.” I says,” Why was you taken from us, a family of eight kids, all of us small and left us in dire poverty.” He says, “Son, I’m sorry.” He says, “I’m not permitted to answer that.” He says, “I can give you a promise,” he says,” that the best I can do right now.” He says, “I’ll promise you that if you will so live that time will come when you will have that answer to that he says, “ and in that time you’re going to know that this here was for the best.” He says, “As bad as it’s looked to you throughout you’re whole life,” he says, “you’re going to see where it fit in to this here great big plan.” He says, “It’s a huge plan.” He says, “It cover the whole great area,” he says, “and one or two little deviations here doesn’t change the plan.” He says, “But you’re going to be able to see where it was helpful.” He says, “By the way, I can give you one more promise, before you make your final choice,” he says, “If you’ll go back and do what you can, all you can in furthering this gospel plan.” He says, “I’ll promise you with enough health and strength that you can stay there and raise your family.” I said, “If I can have that promise,” I said, “I’ll go back. I’ll be very happy to go back.” I says, “I don’t want to leave my family like you left us.” It had been on my mind heavy all the way through all the hardships that had happened but we made it. But I’ve heard Mother say,”If hadn’t have paid my tithing on that little bit of money that I made from taking in some washings,” she says, “We’d have starved.”