I have had direct experience not once but twice with the Ineffable Light. I had no faith at all; I had exhausted all reason to believe.
You do understand, don't you, that there is no argument that is conclusive to persuade someone that there is a God. None that cannot be refuted by logic.
Life was pretty shabby for me. I had just been told by my wife - who had promised to love me and to stay by me forever - that she wanted a divorce and was taking our daughter with her. I also realized that my PhD work was horrendous. I hated killing mice. My dreams of finding a cure or prevention for leukemia were faded to nothing. My survival guilt, borne of living through combat in Vietnam, was catching up to me.
Anyway, I had what some call a life-after-life experience. I was in a flotation tank: no sound, no light, no gravity, no sense of temperature. I was swept upward, to my left, in through a tunnel of what appeared to be stars. I came into the presence of a butter-scotch, yellow, huge, Presence. It was a Light, no, it was The Light. Have you seen Narnia? You know the feeling you get when Aslan comes out of the tent that first time? OK, multiply that by a couple million. Awe, wonder, love, acceptance. I was home, I was loved, unconditionally. I was warm after a lifetime of winter. These words do not describe it.
The Light was in me too. That was also a wonder. It was in me, too.
Eventually, lesser lights, kind of reddish, formed a network between me and The Holy Presence. I had to return to my body, to this world. I did not want to come back. I was told somehow that I had to. More to do. Besides, my friends would find it hard to explain my lifeless body in their tank. They would have to buy a better filter. The Light did seem to have a pretty good sense of humor.
Never found my way back in the flotation tank. Oh, I tried.
I had one other contact. It was brief. I had a motorcycle accident. I passed out and was back there again. This time when I came back a guy I knew from graduate school was examining me. He was doing his residency. Nice to have a friend there. Said he was worried, my vitals had dived and looked like they were losing me. But now I was ok. Right. Again, I did not want to return.
Now I am a Co-Mason. I am trying to make myself a fitting vessel for the Light. What I experienced did not need religion. For that matter prayer did not seem to enter into things much. I now only pray for my acceptance of what the Divine Light brings me. Too many people asking for too many conflicting things, I think.
I am glad that you have found peace in prayer. All cultures have something similar. I urge you to keep doing it. The St. Francis prayer is very good. It starts out with "O Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace..."
So you asked. Those were my experiences. I prefer not to be preached to. I am pretty well-versed in Southern Baptist philosophy (Baylor 1974). Peace to all who seek and allow others their path.
2006-06-09 17:24:55
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answered by NeoArt 6
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"Do not worry about the words, for I have sent a paraclete to be with you."
IMNSHO religiosity and spirituality arises from our experience, not the other way around. (And BTW I am /not/ a theist. Maybe atheist, maybe just agnostic ... but those are words and terms, no more.)
Your experience is the raw stuff of your life. How you think about it ... well, that's how you end up with /what/ you think about it. We can always muck things up, and that changes our memories of the events we lived ... but that doesn't change the experience itself.
Take good care of that memory ... don't plug it up with too many words ... let the images float and flow, along with mebbe body sensation ... it isn't a problem needing a solution.
Then of course there's "should" do this and "must" do that ... rules ... as though we can have a technology of spirit. (Well actually we can, and in fact we do ... but it's largely forgotten or abused.)
p.s. google uhhhhrrrrr I mean _search_ for satori and kensho ... or for "peak experience". This world can be truly wicked and cruel, but bliss too is part of our heritage as sentient beings! Along with loving kindness and solidarity. And compassion.
2006-06-10 00:12:38
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answered by hfx_ben 2
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IOf course! Many times. Briefly here is one:I was in the hospital on the delivery table. Sudden extreme pain in the heart and no ability to breath, and feeling of suffocation, and my request (To God,To the Creator ) to extend my life so I could continue to bring up the 2 chldren I had, and it wasgranted. I saw and heard much at this time. But it was in seconds I was dying fast. Doctor/forceps/I lived to bring up my children.Am leaving out most of it but this is enough.
2006-06-10 01:48:44
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answered by Anonymous
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Christianity is the greatest thing going...even if the ethics that Christ promoted,are somewhat hidden behind the traditions,mythology,and superstions of those past times. Science has answered many,many questions,that the generally illiterate of those times had no way of realizing. Think about this...99% of all inventions were created by Christians,or by people who were products of the freedom of Christian thinking. Of course,many of them were used to kill billions of people. One has to realize that all of this death,hell,and destruction, is only the Godly process of natural selection. I weeped for years,before I realized this. Of course, no one knows what the ultimate plan of the Creators is...for mankind to spread thtough-out the universe...or to simply produce one mating pair ??? Peace,Love,& +Comprehension...MeSighAh...can you ?
2006-06-10 00:29:45
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answered by hollyman_iii 1
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Glorious!! I prayed for God to Bless You.
2006-06-10 00:07:52
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answered by yvonnejust4today 4
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It is a great day to be alive!!
Good Luck and God Bless!!
2006-06-10 00:11:14
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answered by msqtech 7
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this is a very personal question an it's got nothing to do with others never bother to ask such a question once again
2006-06-10 22:43:02
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answered by sandra a 2
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