When I was in youth group, we played a game called, "I never". And
the object of the game was to say something that you had never done that you
were sure most people had. For example: I could say, "I never went to the
movies." And if other people had, they would have to give me a chip or
piece of candy.
I was cool to learn
about others by playing it.
I want to
switch it up a bit. I would like to know have you ever felt God’s presence with
you, a physical knowledge that He was there.
The other night I was thinking about my interactions with God and times when
I knew that God was with me. I have shared earlier in this blog about how I
came to my relationship with God but I will share it again if you didn't happen
to read that. :) The first time I felt God's presence was when I was 12 and my
father passed away due to lung cancer. I obviously didn't know why he had to
die. And the obvious question was "why did God take my dad?".
Thankfully, I had (still do) a wonderful friend that shared with me what she
thought and that she didn't believe God had anything to do with it. We talked a
long time that night about God and how he loves me and wanted a relationship
with me. And she asked if I wanted to pray to ask Jesus into my heart. My slow analytical
brain wanted to wait. I wanted to think about it. So, either the next night or
shortly thereafter, I remember lying in my bed. I remember thinking about all
that she had said and I remember saying (in my head) "well, God if you are
real, then I want You in my life." And what happened next defies
everything that the world tells us can be true but I know what happened! As
soon as the words were said, a rush, a wave, a blanket of energy and peace came
over me. I remember being so happy but crying at the same time. I felt
different!
I was not in a crowded room
full of people that may have carried me on an emotional rollercoaster. No, the
Holy Spirit had come to be with me. And I know, without a shadow of a doubt,
that I felt God that day.
The second time that I remember may sound cheesy but, here it goes. When I
was still working for the church (I was a youth director) I was asked to go to
a Jubilate Deo Chorale Easter concert. I sat in the auditorium, in an aisle
seat. As the music started the story was told of Jesus and him entering a city
talking to people and healing those that were sick. And an actor that was portraying
Jesus was walking down the aisle, stopping and touching people. I watched and
prayed for God to touch me just like that man was touching those people. The
actor walked past me and stopped, turned around, came back to me and placed his
hand on my head. I knew in that moment that God had sent him. His touch was
warm and strong and reassuring. And as I sit and type these words I am sure
people will say I have lost my mind. (Actually, most of my family say that. :)
) But, I believe that moment was a direct answer to my prayer and God was
letting me know that He heard me and that he was with me.
The last time I can remember feeling God's spirit moving through me was a
few years ago I was in a bible study and I was asked to pray for the group. I
remember beginning to pray and then I remember there was a momentary disconnect
between my body and my brain. I knew I was praying but that part of your brain
where you can have conversations with yourself was talking to me. I was still
praying but, it was almost like I could feel it happening without me doing it.
I know it sounds weird. But after the prayer was over I literally could not
remember what I prayed and I felt tingley all over. I believe God worked
through me to pray for them, almost like it was a speaking in tongues type of
moment but I’m pretty sure it was English.
While I know that God's Spirit is with me, these three times I felt
different. They were more sensation than thoughts, if that makes sense. Have
you ever experienced God physically near you, or working through you? I would
love to hear about it! Please share your encounters with God with me.
