Click here for the video version.

Copyright (C) 2020 By The One In A Hundred Million Show.

July of, 2016, Tom was rushed by ambulance from Spectrum Blodgett to Spectrum Butterworth Hospital and wheeled directly into emergency brain surgery. At this point, the story begins.

As Tom was being strapped into a type of chair used in the surgery prep room, a lady approached and said, We need you to sign this, so in case of something going horribly wrong or unrepairable we can turn off life support. She held forth a form. Tom asked what it was, and she said it was a DNR order. Tom responded according to an inner voice, You’re not shutting off the life support! She said, Okay, and opened to a different page. Sign here, she said, and he did. The surgeon said, We have two minutes, referring to Tom’s life expectancy. The cranial pressure must be relieved immediately. As they prepped Tom to shave his head he was told, We’re going to put you under, so count to ten. He said, 1, 2, 3… When he got to three, he felt his body slump over in the chair, aware he was no longer connected. It was like his body slept but he didn’t. He could feel a separation from his body. Within seconds, three beings that looked like female nurses appeared, one on each side grabbing a shoulder and a third behind him, ramming into him, and they yanked him out of his body and slammed him onto a gurney. He felt weak, unable to defend himself. They were rushing him as fast as they could out of the surgery prep area, through some doors, literally right through a bunch of people as a lady shrieked, What was that?! she could feel something passing through her. They continued toward another set of doors, which didn’t open, but they went right through them, into an area with elevators. Tom was saying, Bring me back to my body! Consistent with how nurses are trained, they were silent. They took an elevator and went down, stopping at a certain level. He says his state was semi-physical. It felt like he was in an office building. There were human-like creatures around, seemingly performing duty. Tom asked, Can you bring me to a place where they can heal me? One of them just looked at him sarcastically, as if to say, Yeah, right. There was a different presence there, but he couldn’t discern who or what; they then arrived at what seemed to be the bottom floor. They emerged into an area with concrete walls all around, seeing across the space to the opposite side, a green fluorescent-like glow in the concrete. Something was moving inside itself, but he couldn’t tell what it was. It was like some green colored thick liquid that was circulating, in a vertical position like a door. The three beings put their arms around Tom, hugging him and squeezing really hard, crushing him onto the gurney, pushing him into the glowing green mass. This became dark, and once inside it, nothing else was visible except the three. They began going down faster and faster inside the green mass, at an incredibly fast speed; he felt the reduced gravity as they descended. Tom thought to himself, This is not good. I’m separated from my body and I’m going down in this thing. As it slowed itself, they now began to hear a loud drumbeat, getting louder and louder, incredibly loud. Their downward travel suddenly stopped, slamming onto the bottom; they were belched out, thrown roughly onto the floor of a room and scattered around, but yet it was controlled. The three nurse-like beings ran off. As he looked around from the gurney, it seemed like a gloomy office space; an entrance to some new place. There were two shiny, polished aluminum, machine-like 12 inch cubes that seemed to be a sort of computer or communication device, each with a 1 inch thick polished aluminum plate projecting forward like a tongue from the bottom. Two human-like beings, kind of like roughneck characters you’d find in a bar, held their hands hovering over these tongues sticking out of the cubes and seemed to received information, communication and energy.

Again, Tom asked this person that seemed to be guarding the cube, Do you know a place where I can get healed? One of these two just looked at him and said, I know, but I’m not taking you there. At this point the three creatures had somehow refreshed themselves, and came back around, looking completely different. Gradually their facial features changed, becoming like a grasshopper and somewhat like a cat at the same time. These facial features had changed while they were on the elevator ride and now It seemed they were in their authentic selves; any trace of the female nurse appearance was gone. They were completely disgusting.

Tom was thinking how far down they had come, and at such great speed, and how long it took and wondered, Am I in hell? He wasn’t sure yet. One of them chuckled weirdly. The three beings drove him away on his gurney to an area perhaps a 100 foot across, like a huge room cut out of rock, having walls of very jagged and pointed stone, and a floor of small but sharp gravel; it was a rough ride. In this space there was a loud drumbeat, incredibly loud and demonic, with a separate layer linked to contemporary music like you would hear on the radio today only somewhat confused. In the center of the space was a platform about 10 foot x 14 foot with a stair up each side, and a railing. Along the front of the platform was a table with three of the same 12 inch shiny cubes, their tongues projecting toward the creatures on the platform. More about these A.I. cubes later The three creatures went up on the platform and danced with wild jerky leg movements, hovering their hands over the tongues of the machines, as the other two had done, mentally talking back and forth to the cubes while smirking. When they were satisfied with their adequate download, they would move down off the platform, and join the group dancing in the outer circle. The crowd of 100 or so varied-looking creatures, taller than the three by a foot, moved counter clockwise around the platform with syncopated dancing, jerking to the beat in one big circle. Each one had one hand extended to the next creature, and one hand trailing to join the one behind them. As needed, some would release their hand to allow the three to join them. These three coming off the platform seemed to have some dominion over all the other creatures. This ring continuously jerked in syncopated dancing movements, moving around the platform; and in timed intervals the three shorter creatures would go back up and again hover their hands over the tongues of the cubes, receiving energy, information and instruction, and again rejoin the dancing group, then return to the platform and do it all over again. It seemed like a day and a half this went on continuously.

Tom was thinking, The connection to my body is getting weaker and weaker. It was not a good feeling. Tom was also thinking to himself while all this was going on, These guys aren’t too smart. The machines were telling them what movements to make, and it was like they had no mind of their own. They were like possessed slaves, seemingly having no will, acting humorlessly on orders. It seemed as if the three creatures, while up on the platform, would simultaneously glance at Tom as if they were monitoring the failure of his heart somehow. Tom felt that there was some unspoken rule that as long as there was even the faintest heartbeat, they couldn’t touch him. They waited. With their hands over the cube-shaped machines, all three simultaneously turned to watch Tom; he felt his heart inside of his body beating irregularly, skipping beats; something was terribly wrong with it. The three creatures looked him over with dilated pupils, licking their chops, like a cat looking at a bird. Somehow they knew his body was failing and were excited about it.

As the three came off the platform, Tom asked the chief of them, Is there a place where you can take me to get healed? He became enraged, ran over and kicked the gurney hard. It went flying, knocking Tom off and onto the sharp stones below. He felt strong pain as he fell on the sharp stones cutting his back and his hips. As Tom opened his eyes, he was instantly horrified to see the three leaning over him very close, like serpents, scanning him over and salivating. They each held two very sharp, curved-bladed knives, one in each hand. Two were pushing him down, one on each shoulder, and the third was pushing down on his head. Tom had no trouble imagining what they were planning with those knives and feared greatly.

He remembered Jesus’ words in Matthew 10:28, to fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. He said to himself, Tom, you are in the soul and they are going to kill you and eat you. Tom felt his heart beating ever more slowly. He felt that waiting one more moment would be too late. Tom then remembered the Scripture, Whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved. He took a second to gather his strength, inhaled, and cried out, Jesus! with the loudest voice he could muster. When Tom cried out, all the creatures around him were frozen in fear, their mouths wide open in disbelief, like they were helpless or paralyzed. There was an instantaneous quiet. The loud incessant drumbeat stopped. The wild rock and roll music stopped. All movement stopped. After about three seconds, there was an enormously loud explosion. It felt like a hydrogen bomb going off right next to them. Everything and every being were immediately thrown in all directions like leaves in the wind, breaking off pieces of the wall into chunks of rocks with their impact, and were scattered far and wide in the darkness. Tom grabbed his chest to confirm that he was okay, amazed that he was not affected by the blast.

Then appeared an incredibly bright light, almost blinding. Tom was on the ground; he looked up, and there was Jesus, standing there over him, looking all bloody, like they had just taken him off the cross. For some unknown reason, Tom felt like he had seen Christ this way before. He began weeping profusely, remembering how Christ was so marred that no one could recognize him. (Isa. 52:14) Tom could see that the blood had drained out of Christ’s body, and the actual flesh and bone of his body and arms were visible from the severe treatment he had received. Tom says it broke his heart to see Jesus so beat up like that, so marred, that he was just sobbing. Tom says when he shows up, you feel his presence so deep it’s not explainable. All Tom could think was how much he loved Jesus for what he did for us. Jesus looked into Tom’s eyes and said, I’ve done this for you, which hurt Tom even more. Tom knew Jesus allowed this to happen to him, to be beaten, to be hung on a cross, for Tom’s and all our sake, and it was hurtful to Tom to think how he had caused this, along with all of us. Tom says love so powerful poured through him it was like the six-foot diameter spout of a huge funnel pointed down at him, with all of Lake Michigan coming through that spout onto him, yet wonderfully comforting at the same time. Jesus was ten feet from him but reached over and motioned and caused Tom to sit up, so Tom could see Toms life and his works. At that moment Jesus was looking right into him, with Tom weeping deeply as he saw his whole life pass in front of him in a moment. Jesus asked Tom, Tom, is this you? Did you do this? Tom couldn’t lie, Yes, that’s me. I did that. Tom now viewed his life as worthless with respect to the way he had chosen to live it. As he sat up, in a moment, Tom saw his entire life as an infinitesimally tiny piece against the vast span of history. Even though Tom invited people to church, and saw God move powerfully in their lives, with some coming to Christ as a result; even though he knew that he had been saved, he felt extremely ashamed. He had wasted his life with selfish pursuits, not seeking the Lord. He was truly repentant. Next, Jesus looked into Tom’s eyes and something shot right into Tom. It was like a huge amount of truth or revelation, like the enormity of the Library of Congress, yet not into his mind but into his heart, as it were, like instructions. He says it was like eating dinner, and this happened twice.

"When Jesus seemed to be satisfied, he stretched his arm toward Tom, signaling, Take my hand. He pulled him through the air, lifted him off of the floor to his chest like a giant magnet, wrapping his arms around Tom. We became light together, and in a moment of time, Jesus carried him and they traveled very swiftly upwards, till they were in the hospital room, near Tom’s body. Jesus did not allow Tom to see where his body was at first, because some more downloads were happening. He was getting another Library of Congress into his heart. There were exquisitely beautiful colors all around the room, not like anything available on earth. Jesus left, but there was still the anointing of his presence remaining. when the surgery was complete the surgeons came to Toms wife telling her that Tom had a 1 in 100 million chance to survive the night and a 1 in 180 million to make the week. Surgery had taken six or seven hours, and his wife says Tom was in and out for six or seven days, he has no memory of this, When Tom became alert to his situation in the hospital surroundings, he became afraid, associating it with his just-completed spiritual experience of death, and so began ripping all the tubes and wires out of his body to get away from there. At this point the staff strapped him down to his bed, and reconnected him, yet still allowing for some flexibility. Eventually Tom began to be aware of noises. He figured out that it was people talking in low level voices, at first seemingly in a foreign language, perhaps the language in which Tom got those downloads he was unable to consciously understand. Soon the words were understandable, not like a foreign language anymore. Then people started visiting him and talking to him, and he understood, but he was unable to respond. When Tom finally did begin to speak, only Sandy could understand. Tom says when he was first out of surgery, they weren’t really feeding him because they still didn’t think he would live. But Tom new he would live. After Tom was fully alert, the surgeon told him his chance for survival from the emergency brain surgery was approximately 1:180,000,000., This is why Toms You Tube webcast show is called ( The One In A Hundred Million Show ).

"On August 18, Tom was tested positive for meningitis, itself a form of infection, often fatal. They held him in quarantine for four days to test whether bacterial or viral, the latter of which is contagious. It was bacterial so his quarantine ended. 

The question is how can you love the Lord if you don't know him, we really have to talk to someone to get to know them. We can start with a prayer every morning and evening, you will start to connect with him when you read his word, do that every day without failure. Invite the Holy Spirit in to you every day, it matters. 

"A Message from Tom, Please come to the web site often where I have many stories of events that happened during my life time leading up to the above event, I am adding You Tube Videos as fast as I can film them, My life had many events that I always wondered why I had to go through or why I was shown things that did not make any sense at the time but now have become a full story. You know with a One in a hundred and eighty million chance proclaimed by Doctors I have a purpose to fulfill so please stop by at 1ina100million.com  Thanks.

"A Note from Tom, thank you dear Jesus for your unmeasurable deep love and thanks to all my Doctors, Nurses, Pasters, Friends and Family for making this all Possible.

Copyright (C) 2020 By The One In A Hundred Million Show.

Click the = link in top right corner to share on phones.