On Dec 2,1976, I was born again, and received Jesus Christ as my lord and savior. I felt like I was on top of the world. I had Peace, Joy and love, like I had never felt before. It was better then any high you could ever imagine. I felt like I was walking 12 inches off of the ground, and lighter then a feather.
2006-10-05 09:25:05
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answered by Icie's_Girl 2
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I dont remember the whole day. Most of it was uneventful. When I got home and checked the mail, there was an envelope from the state. I first wondered if I had forgotten to pay some taxes or something, then I opened the envelope. It turned out to be the results of my exam to be certified as an Engineer In Training (EIT). I was so relieved and excited, I squealed, then cried, then laughed, and was speechless for the next hour. My children probably thought I had gone insane. I called the person who was my best friend at that time, and couldnt' even speak into the phone. He asked me to come over to his house. I knocked on his door and just held out the letter to him. I think he thought I had gone insane too.
The exam is difficult, but what most people don't realize is that I had many years off from studies while my children were very young. The material tested is studied during the first two years of the degree program. I was being tested on material I had studied 12 years before. And I passed. :)
2006-10-05 20:08:42
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answered by Smiley 5
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When I first read your question I immediately thought of a happy day, until I read your answer
to son shine. Interesting huh? I wonder why?
I guess I would say the day my mom passed away. It change my world forever, she was my best friend, my life has not been the same. She knew exactly what to say to me, weather I was right or wrong, & she never took sides. All my siblings & I are all married with children, and if we were wrong , she would tell us. She was always fair. So much love she gave even to the very end. I miss her!
2006-10-07 01:51:19
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answered by Anonymous
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Two tall buildings were demolished by our government, under the guise of terrorist attacks. Then a third.
I watched it from my rooftop, a mile away. I could here the crackle as each one crumbled.
Friends sought shelter and showered the dust off in my bathroom. The city was closed, and they weren't allowed to leave.
Local newscasters were aghast that "unmarked planes" with no windows had hit the WTC.
We thought a world war was starting, and had no phone lines or cell service to find out otherwise. The tower was on top of the tower.
For the first time in my life, I respected Howard Stern, who was the only radio DJ who had accurate information about the whole thing.
I stood in line to buy the few remaining groceries and bottles of water left in the small grocery store. The line wrapped around the store twice and then down one isle. By the time 2 hours had passed and we reached the checkout, the water was gone as well as most of the food.
Across the street from my front door, the missing persons center was set up and I had to walk through hundreds of people crying to go anywhere.
The empty St. Vincents hospital was just down the street. A line three city blocks long was in place to donate blood, ending somewhere on my street.
It was the quietest day ever in New York City.
2006-10-05 16:30:18
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answered by C P R 3
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there were two such days and I will tell you the first and just understand the second one was way more powerful, yet similar and that I only tell it face to face cuz in print it would be harder to believe. well maybe once I wrote it down but afterwards I thought not such a great idea.
In 1978, i was near the end of my rope, I had raised two children whom I loved dearly but found out they were not mine as well as many other things I did not want to know. On the bright side I was in San Diego, only had to go to machinest school about 5 hrs a day, and i did things there I was good at and enjoyed. The routine gave me lots of time to myself and the area gave me many things to do.
I was needless to say in spite of my time and surroundings often pulled into a sort of depressive contemplation. I had, had some positive experiences with the Bible but nothing to write home about. I decided I really wanted to know if there was a god, and so I closed my eyes and in all sincerity and earnestness said God if you exist, please just give me a sign so I will know. My thought was something like the Bible blows open to a specific passage or like that, maybe somebody would drop by with a Carlos Castanada book they wanted to give away or that nothing would happen.
Though my eyes were closed I saw a light like a sparkler in distant space that kept coming closer and getting brighter and closer and rinse and repeat, The light came right up to my face at which time I felt weightless and as if I were suspended in space and then in a flash it exited to my right.
For a week after that I felt like I was walking on air and had lotsa energy and in spite of my woes was very happy and enjoyed the next 6 weeks in SD. It was a super time.
Since then I have met others who have seen the light.
2006-10-05 20:30:20
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answered by icheeknows 5
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When in college I would sit on the beach and do my homework before going home to kids, family etc. The beach was usually pretty deserted but there were a lot of wildlife including whales, dolphins, seals, seagulls. One day I looked up and a whale was so close to the shore I thought it was trying to beach itself. I walked down to the water and it spy-hopped and looked at me. Really it did, it would look at me with one eye then turn to use the other, I could see it's eyes turning to look at me. The water was shallow enough I could have walked out to the whale, but the lifeguard would not let me go in the water. That whale could not have been more than 10 feet away. The whale stayed there for almost half an hour. Although it felt kinda dumb, the lifeguard and I sat down and talked to it. And it seemed to be listening, at least interested. Was probably just curious but it was the coolest thing. That lifeguard and I shared an experience we will never forget.
2006-10-05 16:27:04
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answered by thesherrya 2
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Not married, not planning on having children, so the most memorable day of my life was a few months ago when I went skydiving. That was awesome.
2006-10-05 16:43:46
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answered by Agne 2
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One of the most memorable days of my life was to watch 3000-4000 young adults 14-16 y/o all praying, kneeling and praying, some so moved by the Holy Spirit they were crying, laughing, praising insistently. To me that moment to see how wonderful God is and how is there visibly in those around us, made my life greater and in turn one of the most memorable and Holy days of my life.
2006-10-05 16:21:39
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answered by Perhaps I love you more 4
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The day I found out I was going to have twins. I was only 18 and no longer with their father. I got a phone call that morning from the nurse at my doctor's office saying that on of my blood tests came back an was abnormal. When I asked what that could mean she told me that my baby would probably have problems with it's brain or spine. Needless to say I started crying. She told me that they were going to schedule a ultrasound asap. She called back and told me that it was scheduled for that afternoon. I called my mom and just cried. On the way to get the ultrasound my mom kept reassuring me that no matter what things wheree going to work out fine. When the lady start the ultrasound and put the instrument on my stomach you could see two round things. Since I had no idea what I was looking at I got really concerned. Then that lady told my mom that she better sit down. My mom refused and just kept saying just tell us what is wrong. The lady then told us that I was having two babies and not just one. My mom and I were both shocked. We wer relieved that there was nothing wrong with the babies and the test came back that way because of me carrying twins. I think that everyone we told after that was shocked also.
2006-10-05 16:29:58
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answered by firefly 3
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Not memorable in a good way, but certainly life changing: the day I saw the victim photo in my first child murder case. It brought home to me the difference between the abstract concept of "law" and the reality of the human condition. It is something I hope I never get used to.
2006-10-05 16:19:00
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answered by Blackacre 7
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