I have been thinking about those times in my life when I have felt the presence of God in a powerful way. I don’t know about you, but I have been asked over the years how I can know there is a God. My answer would be too long to include in this entry, but it made think: What are the times in my life I knew, without a doubt, that I was in the presence of God or something from the heavenly realm? I feel His presence everyday, but there have been times the feeling was so intense that it felt like the veil had been removed.
I’m going to share some of these experiences here over the next few months, but thinking about them reminded me of something that happened when I was in the 1st grade. I don’t think I have shared this with anyone (which may still be the case since no one may be reading this :)), mainly because it is a strange story.
I was on the playground one day, and there was a new girl there I had not seen before. She followed me around, doing what I was doing, and we ended up talking on the bleachers by the baseball field. I remember feeling really happy around her. There was something familiar and comfortable about her. It was probably one of my earliest existential moments (yes, even at age six), but I was very aware of being in the world, and being with someone special. When it was time to go inside, she told me she would be leaving, and that it would be a long time before I saw her again, but to remember that we would always be together, even if I couldn’t see her. I remember not understanding why she was leaving since she was new that day, but sure enough, she was not around even later that same day.
To be continued…