Have you ever had a direct experience of God?

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   vveaseyposted 13 years ago

   Have you ever had a direct experience of God?
   
   If you did describe it and how did you know it was God?
   
   

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   mollymeadowsposted 13 years ago

   Once, Weasey. I surrendered my self to Jesus as a teen and for two weeks my experience of Him was so vivid that I've never been able to describe it adequately. It was the most loved I've ever felt in my life, and my spine, which was curved, was instantly straightened by 10 degrees (as measured by my doctor's xrays).
   
   I knew it was Jesus because first, He told me it was, :-) and secondly, because I knew I was not capable of generating that intensity of love or power myself. It came from Outside.

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      vveaseyposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Amazing story! Did you see his appearance? What did he look like?

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      mollymeadowsposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I never saw Him with my eyes, but I felt His presence very vividly and understood His guidance almost as if He were speaking to me. It's hard to communicate that kind of experience; like trying to describe a new color. You have to see it for yourself

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   CR Rookwoodposted 13 years ago

   Yes. It happened when I was in my early 30s.
   
   I was having flashbacks to a violent crime that happened when I was 19. The flashbacks were confusing and debilitating, almost hallucinatory. My actual physical world seemed to get darker and darker, and weirdly, it got to a point where nothing looked quite real--it seemed like I could see the molecules things were made of, and that nothing was really substantial in any way.
   
   This got worse and worse in a number of ways, and just when I felt I could take no more and would surely end up in an asylum very soon, I said a prayer I'd heard at Mass, "Lord, I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word and I shall be healed."
   
   Immediately I felt a 'whoosh' up the back of my spine and out the top of my head into a brilliant loving light that I believe was a part of God. Within this light there was no time, and there was perfect love and perfect knowledge. I didn't disappear as 'me', I just kind of blended in with the light. I saw I was part of the light AND myself, at the same time.
   
   Then, boom, back into my body.
   
   Over the course of the next five years I went through a horrendous healing process that involved huge changes in my life. Every time I felt I could not last, I would think of that light and think, no, I have to. It's the least I can do.
   
   I think I got some help there and that that says more about God than it says about me. In the Beatitudes, Jesus says, "Blessed are the poor in Spirit, for they shall see God." That's me, poor in Spirit. Not very religious, kind of a spiritual dope, as it were.
   
   I sometimes still get a warm glow, like a shot of it, when I am in need. But not often. I think people make too much of theology. If there is a God there just is, no matter what you think or believe. (If that makes sense.) And I don't think the real God is anywhere near as mean as the One people like to yap about.

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      vveaseyposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      CR Rookwood
      You say "If there is a God there just is, no matter what you think or believe. (If that makes sense.) And I don't think the real God is anywhere near as mean as the One people like to yap about.)
      I totally agree
      thanks for answering

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