Answers To: Where Do We Go From Here?

THROUGHOUT LIFE, we’re all faced with the same existential questions that author Leroy Nelson examines in his thought-provoking book, “Answers To: Where Do We Go From Here?” I’ve had the privilege of enjoying 25 years of friendship with the author. I am amazed at the incredible amount of information he has managed to pack into this well-organized read on a subject we all wonder about. I am sure this book will leave you feeling as good as I did when I finished reading and pondering the questions raised throughout the book. “Answers To: Where Do We Go From Here" isn’t written just for older adults; the author’s calm and thoughtful voice speaks to everyone from their teen years on up. People of all ages contemplate but rarely discuss the important issues that Nelson brings to light. Is there a human spirit? If so, where does that spirit go when our bodies die? Is re-incarnation real? Is there a Heaven and Hell? These are questions all of us wrestle with as we navigate life’s ups and downs, its peaks and valleys, its' triumphs and defeats. One thing remains the same though, namely, no one person has the right answer for everybody. Though most people follow one of the world religions, every one of us has our own unique beliefs. And those deep-seated beliefs (including our faith) will either provide us comfort or distress when our time to leave this world comes. It’s clear throughout Nelson’s writing that his main goal is to get each reader to examine their own faith, to test their own beliefs, and to be comfortable in whatever views they have regarding death and what, if anything, follows after. He eloquently and thoughtfully provides insights from different religions, different scientific and medical figures, and ordinary people who have experienced extraordinary circumstances. His casual, yet witty style of writing allows readers to participate in what feels like a late-night chat with a long-time friend. As such a friend, he wants to draw us out on a topic most of us tend to avoid – our own death. That’s what friends do.