July 22, 2021. Currently, I have no job other than administrating Windmill Workshop (an institute for special needs boys) two days a week. This gives me more time to work on my writing projects and take classes in God’s education program. Right now, the lessons are about understanding how God functions and communicating with Him.
This morning, I was reading The Kneeling Christian. This book contains some powerful thoughts about prayer. I read relatively short sections at a time because I keep getting distracted by an overwhelming desire to pray. It happened again today, and after reading a few pages, I went to bed to come before the Lord with minimal distractions. (I find my bed to be where I can most effectively feel God’s presence.)
This time I did not think particular thoughts, other than I noticed the clock soon chimed 9:00 a.m.; I just enjoyed God’s presence. I imagined myself sitting on His lap as we embraced each other. Changing position a few times is about the only thing that happened till the clock chimed 10.
I thought, “One hour down in God’s presence.”
I started thinking about the best human words to describe what I was experiencing. It reminded me of an egg in an incubator. I decided to refer to such experiences as “basking in God’s presence.”
I started praying for some of my friends. At some point, I felt a different level of divine experience than I had ever experienced before.
I described my experience up to this point as “God’s presence,” but now it was “God’s power.” My body tingled all over as the power of God rested upon me. I thought of my blind friends and acknowledged that the Power I was experiencing could instantly give them their sight.
As I lay motionless on my stomach, my mind tried to comprehend what was happening. I felt very ready and capable, with God’s help, of tackling any task He wants me to do. I thought, “Father, whatever You want me to do, I will do; and wherever you send me, I will go.”
I noted that every aspect of my being was utterly content and at peace.
My mind felt blank concerning how this episode would affect my life.
The experience continued, except for one point when it seemed to turn off and back on again, and before I knew it, the clock was chiming 11:00.
At that point, all my old feelings returned, and I got up and started writing this story.
At 11:30, my phone went into a spasm of beeps and vibrations. All the messages and emails I had received since 9:00 came rolling in, including a missed call alert and voice message that had arrived at 10:30. I thanked God for silencing my device so it didn’t distract from my precious “basking in God’s presence” experience.
My earthly descriptions of this event do not do justice. I gave up trying to find earthly phrases to describe such an unearthly experience.
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