What was the most profound spiritual moment of your life?

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   sriramapriyaposted 12 years ago

   What was the most profound spiritual moment of your life?

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   jabelufirozposted 12 years ago

   I'm an atheist, but there was one thing that makes me wonder. I was on a tall hill one time and took a long tumble down. I ended up severely injuring my leg to the point where I couldn't walk. I looked around to find help, but there wasn't anybody.
   Then, it happened
   I heard what sounded like footsteps in the grass, but i didn't look at first because I was tending to my leg. When i heard the walking stop, I turned to see a crutch leaned up against the side of the hill. There was nobody near and that crutch wasn't there before. I looked all around but there was no way anybody would have gotten away without me seeing them.
   I used the crutch and got home where we then used the crutch to get me to the hospital.
   I was so confused, but I didn't question it. I tell myself now that I must have just not seen the crutch at first because of the adrenaline and pain, but still I wonder...

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      Maggie Bennettposted 12 years agoin reply to this

      Great story.  Thanks for sharing.  Since you are an atheist I think I can say this. Many use religion as a crutch, but just maybe you were being called by being given one.  If that happened to me I'd be wondering too.

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      cat on a soapboxposted 12 years agoin reply to this

      What a profound experience!

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   OMGirdleposted 12 years ago

   It was indeed a spiritual moment when I encountered a ghost/spirit. I did not run or become afraid. I began an interaction with the spirit. It spoke to me on several occasions. I reached out my hand and touched it. Now, we are ... friends. I know you must think, "this lady is crazy." I've documented my experience through video, audio recordings and photographs. Currently, I am writing a book and intend to release proof once the book is published. That spiritual moment has lasted 2 years now and continues to astonish me.

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      cat on a soapboxposted 12 years agoin reply to this

      I don't think you're crazy at all. 40 years ago I had a similar experience. I saw a white shrouded spirit w/ a hooded cowl at the foot of my bed. It came to my side and touched my arm. It only happened once, and it was silent. I wasn't afraid either.

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   JThomp42posted 12 years ago

   The day I accepted Jesus as my personal savior.

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   taburkettposted 12 years ago

   It happened one night in a hostile situation when I found myself very close to an enemy combatant. He seemed to be as surprised as I was that we were so close together yet neither of us positioned a weapon on the other. I soon discovered that he had been shot in his left shoulder and so probably could not hold his rifle. I looked at him puzzled as to why he did not try to draw down on me. But since he id not, I decided that I would not. As I began to move, my enemy raised his right hand as if to stop me.  Just then I heard some rustling in the jungle.  He whistled and the rustling stopped. Then he tapped his rifle as if with a code. Then the rustling started again, only this time it was moving away from us.  He had informed his partners that everything was ok. I then smiled at him and nodded.  I opened my pack and took out a bandage and assisted him in covering his wound.  After finishing, he drew a map in the ground instructing me how to escape from this position.  Again I smiled at him and just as I reached out to start off, he grabbed my harness that had been tangled during my parachute jump.  He pointed to the metal clasps on the rigging and said a word that I knew - "God".  He then placed his right hand under his shirt collar and produced a small cross.  He smiled at me that night and said "from God".  I then left the position where I had been hiding.  He set off in the opposite direction.  t was the last time I encountered an enemy.  It was the only time that I did not engage my enemy.  That night I knew that I had been protected by the God that had sent his only son, Jesus, to protect me and save me from my sins.  That night I found that even during a heated battle, enemies can be friends when both have chosen to make Jesus as their savior.  I pray every day that the individual that I encountered that night never had a deadly encounter with any enemy.     I pray he is as content and happy with his life as I am.  I pray that he shall be protected by Jesus every day of his life.

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      cat on a soapboxposted 12 years agoin reply to this

      I am very moved by your experience  with this "enemy" soldier and have no doubt that you both were protected by the grace of our Lord and Saviour. Thank you so much for sharing it!

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   tsmogposted 12 years ago

   This is a most interesting question sriramapriya. How to answer is almost baffling to me. Too much clutter to sift through seeking "Spiritual" and not odd. The best I can say is the first time unconscious near to 4 years old. I remember becoming conscious again. The memory of being in a state of complete awareness, yet everything was "new."
   
   The transition from that state of being to a new state of "I remember" is transcendent of a sorts. The question always is with that "first" experience of unconsciousness did acceptance of others realities with me in those perspectives and perceptions offer a definition as "me" and meaning for "me" as a self arrive by deriving or was it in fact remembering a before and ordered thinking did ensue. Another view is did satisfying others offer identity of others or did that present opportunity for an "identity?" I dun'no . . . while pondering contrasting spiritual with physical as entities unconnected and connected.
   
   tim

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   cat on a soapboxposted 12 years ago

   I was sitting on the grass in a Seattle park w/ college friends on a very dreary day after a game of Frisbee. I was playing w/ the blades of grass and made a cross by inserting one inside the other like we do w/ palm fronds on Palm Sunday. When I held it up, the thick gray sky broke and the sun came down in brilliant rays through the clouds. It absolutely blew us all away!

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   davidlivermoreposted 12 years ago

   When I was younger I was exploring my spirituality.  Watching someone be baptized really felt strong for me.  And even though I don't follow that religion, that was a very strong and powerful moment for me.

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   Bizik Addposted 12 years ago

   The first time God spoke to me directly....it was totally awesome

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