I have A Photo Of Jesus' Tomb
It is one that I've never seen in circulation before

About The Photo Of The Tomb

I realize that there is a debate of His authentic tomb never being found.

I have this photo and it's one that I haven't seen in any of the photos of Jesus' tomb. It is an old but clear photo of His tomb. It dates back to the time when Jesus was on earth.

There is a story of how I retrieved this photo that most may not accept so willingly. I decided to tell the story of His tomb becaue it is one worth telling.

This photo of His tomb all started back in October 1987. This is a true story. After I explain to you How What When & Why? tell me, your opinion. what would you do if this were your situation?

The Open Vision In Tustin, California

I was 21. I had just given my life to Jesus Christ.

Frequently I would experience odd situations such as, people saying that they saw me at places out of the country, at their homes, and other covenient places. I never understood what they were talking about and didn't make a big deal out of it. One day not quite 30 days after I'd began to walk in a Christian's life, I began to pray very much and get alone in my room to think. It was around 12 noon and I was sitting in my bedroom on the floor and I began to sharply see into another realm.

I was in a dark place but it was lit up by a yellowish light that seemed to have a wonderous presence.

My physical eyes were opened and I realized that I was literally in two realms. I was on the floor of my bedroom and standing in a cave. I even ran my hands across the wall of the cave. I wasn''t afraid, but I was bewildered that there was such a thing as being in two realms. Both realms were physical because I even began to kick at small rocks on the floor of the cave. I felt my hands and they were the same hands in both relams.

I honestly can't say that the realm in the apt was the true realm both were physical.

The Angel That Rolled The Stone Away

Within 5 minutes I began to see past the wallls of the cave and to my surprise there was a male that looked as if he were made of white powdered clay. He had causually landed right there in front of the cave. He had white large, strong, feathered wings that folded into to his back with ease as he landed. I realized this was an angel.

He began to push at a huge round cylinder rock. The rock looked as if someone cut a perfect circular ball out of a mountain. He struggled somewhat, then managed to push the rock out of the entrance of the cave. He swished the dust off of his hands, put his hands on his hips, stood in thinking position for a short while, looked up towards the sky, then his wings gracefully unfolded and he gracefully flew up and out of sight.

I was left here standing up against this back wall. I realized that I was in Jerusalem although I have never journeyed outside of the United States.

As I stood, I noticed that the air was perfect. It was not too cold nor too warm. The wall of the tomb was warm as I slowly ran my hand across it. I kicked at small rocks from time to time. I could stroll around the tomb with ease, but I felt compelled to stay near the back wall. This way I could see at every angle.

The Scenery Outside The Tomb

I could see the dirt road outside of the tomb, the small trees, the bushes that lined alongside the front entrance of the tomb. I had no desire to walk outside of the tomb, only to see the scenery outside from where I was standing-and to peak out at the surroundings-never leaving he tomb.

I felt that I was only to see this happening from inside.

As I stood there in silence, I realized that I could not leave this vision. I didn't desire to leave, but I tried to see just how much control that I had in this scenario.

I could not leave the vision. A more powerful force than myself was keeping me there. I could clearly understood. I was not an uneasy presence but one that had authority.

Sitting On The Right Hand Side Of The Tomb Entrance

Within minutes, the form of the angelic being appeared-landing there in front of the tomb again. This time he came inside of the tomb. He went to the right side from the entrance and sat down on the stone bench that was made for the East side of this cave. His wings gracefully flowed into his natural back. He began to position himself in a comfort-resting his elbow on his left leg and resting his chin against his hand.

I could see that he came in to wait on a matter. Every on in a while he would shift. He was facing the wall-sometmes turning his body to glance over at me.

I was very quiet in the tomb as we stood and sat in silence as we waited.

The cave was not very large, yet it was very small. I'd say it was a couple of rooms long. and only one idsized room wide.

I noticed a peculiar sight. There was a small pile if medium sized rocks nearly 5 feet away from me. It looked as if a force had began to burst forth. The ground seemed to be a solid rock.

I continued in waiting with my arms behimd my back and hands resting against the wall. It was so peaceful. All the time I can still see my bedroom and the clear and sunny day outside of my window.

He Ascended From The Lower Region Of The Earth In Glory

I shift a bit looking towards the angel since there was not more to look at as we waited. But then, in the cross-section of my view, I saw a couple of rocks topple down off the top of the small pile. I then looked towards the rocks. Slowly rocks were tumbbling as something began to emerge forth.

I knew without a doubt that this was Jesus Christ comming forth. I had no time to analyze how I could know such a thing when I had another theory of how Jesus' death, burial, and resurrection.

I began to see atop a crown of dark brown hair emerging from this pile. The pace was very slow and thorough.

I began to see an olive complexion forehead.

I Am Not Worthy

Then I began to conflict within my soul. Am I allowed to look on Jesus Christ's face? I began to feel unworthy. I was not a priest, I was not a sheppard. I was a 21 year old single parent, this was more than above my self worth.

I got up from my comfortable sitting position, in Tustin, California. In haste I and ran out of my bedroom, all the time still clearly seeing Jesus ascend out of the rocks-out of the lower region of the earth.

I ran right into my room mate, who had guest over from her place of employment. She commented that I looked as if I'd seen a ghost. I was overwhelmed in my appearance but still managed to go through the motions of being formally introduced to house guests.

I Saw Jesus

By then I could see Jesus' eyes. I nervously went into the kitchen and tried to casually open the refrigerator as though I was about to prepare a meal.

Now I could see Jesus' complete face. He was a Jewish man, olive in skin tone, that had a bit of bronze tan, which gave Him the appearance of golden light brown

I closed the refrigerator door. I realized that this was for me to see and that I needed to quiet myself and continue with it.

I returned to my bedroom and watched the remainder of this special vision.

At this time Jesus was out of the debris and still slowly ascending.

He had on a beautiful white robe. I watched Him in peace as He gave me a long while to see Him in detail.

The Clouds Took Him

Soon the top exterior of the tomb gloriously rolled back and the clear clean blue sky and strong white cloud where the scene as it was a beautiful magestic day.

I longed to go with Him, but I knew that I was only to see the event and stay where I was.

After His ascension, I still stood in the tomb. To my surprise, I stillcould not leave the vision.

I glanced over at the angel who was facing my direction as I noticed he too was watching this event.

As he peacefully sat, he looked sincerely to me and without a word, I knew what he was saying. He reassured me that this did take place, and I clearly saw this, and that it was not dream, but I was there.

I nodded to his assurance

The angel turned towards the wall of tghe tomb still in his arm reasting position.I could see that he wasn't leaving the tomb, but that he would be there for a while. I on the other hand knew that at some point I was going to leave the tomb.

I waited patiently until I was combiined into the realm of Tustin, California. The vison began to fade like the snow of a television screen. I was no more in the two realms. I looked around the bedroom and wondered who would believe that I was there 2,000 years ago? With this thinking I decided to keep silent.

5 Years Later

Since reading about the wonders of the universe always intrigue my interest, I came across a book in the Library. It was a Red leather bound Bible of all the mysteripus happenings in the universe. I checked this book out. It Read, "Mysterious Happenings Of The Universe" I was not too sure of the title. I was either Mysteries of The Universe" or "Mysterious Happenings of The Universe."

Thus to say, I took this book home and read upon the glass skull, spontaneous combustion, UFOs, and the like.

Wihin two weeks, I returned the book.

Later that month, I checked this book out again. It was there in the same spot at the complete end of the shelf, the color "red"-making itself known against all the other books.

This particular time I didn't find the time to sit down and read about these mysterious happenings, as I truly wanted to read the entire book. The book was so full, how could I.

I returned the book for a second time.

One even I had a geat sensation to go to this library again, but not for any particular reason. This feeling was so overbearing that I decided to go.

When I got to the library, I had no direction of what to do. I decided to go back to the "red book". There it was still in the same book-end. The library was rather crowded in the middle of the week. I sat at a table that no one claimed yet.

This Is The Tomb Where I Stood

I opened the book randomly parting it down the middle. My whole being seemed to have flushed for a quick second. This was that cave. This was that tomb. Oh some one recored a photo of His tomb. This is great. This is something I must keep as a reminder of that day.

I quickly zeroxed 3 copies.

Now My Story Would Have A Bit More Credibility

I told my story to a couple of friends.

I wanted them to see this fantastic book, so naturally I returned to the libray.

I went to the familiar section of the libray, but there was no book. I figured I could wait until someone checked it back in.

I went up to the circulation desk and quoted its title to the young lady. She could not recall such a book, so I spoke of this familiar red book that always sit at the edge of the certain section. Still she had not a clue.

I suggested that we review the print out of the books that I recently checked out. All the books that I've ever checked out at this libray was on the "history print out", but not the familiar book.

We used all sorts of titles at that point and even checked the local libraies and other libraies in other counties.

I assured her that I checked this book out on at least 3 occassions, but still we found no book.

I happened to have one of my zeroxed photos on me. "See I said, I even zeroxed it at this library." You could clearly see the outline of a stout form of a book-like the size of a regular Bible

I saw that she was confused and may have thought I may be a twilight zone victim.

I return to my home and phoned one of my freinds and told of the more puzzling story.

Here I sit with a real photo of Jesus' tomb

Since I could not prove it, I figured I must not bother.

10 Years From The Date

I visited a Christian book store In Anaheim California. I noticed a bargain table. There was a photo of Jesus on a book. It was marked $5.00. It read 'The Search For The Authentic Tomb Of Jesus, By William Steuart Mc Bernie, Ph.d. I though this would be interresting as I though that Jesus'tomb has been found without a doubt-and what would all the controversy be about.

I thumbed through the book and scanned through quit a bit of photos of what was claimed as Jesus' tomb. I knew that I would find this familiar photo in the book as it was not a thin book, so I decided to purchase it

When I found quiet time, I carefully read each page and viewed each photo. I did not see the photo that I had in my possession. I kept this book and realized that this was again that my matter was one with no proof

15 Years From The Date

The end of 2001 after searching many web sites, libraries, and universities, I inquired of an organization of what they would do with such a matter. They wrote me back and said to just forget it!

I guess that would be logical but what on God's green earth would I have such a photo for?

Yes I've prayed and pondered this matter for 15 years. I have'nt shown this photo except to a couple of friends. I haven't understood quite how to present such a photo. A Christian copyright organization chuckled, "How can we copyright something from God?"

If you were in such a situation what would you do? What steps would you take? Would you keep this a secret?

If this story have not intrigued you enough, I have others that are true and also peculiar with evidence such as this.