June 26, 2009

I can imagine how many people out there have the time and imagination to elaborate on a dream or thought enough times to consider it a “vision” of God. Like many I am searching and scouting my way through life for some sort of connection to God; trying to surmount the infinite distance between myself and the creator. This quest can make anyone feel so insignificant and unimportant. My quest for a vision of God started to pick up speed after I had read a passage from Exodus. In it, Moses had already talked audibly with God and saw his presence, but he still asked something of God; not to prove his existence, but to simply be enraptured to see God’s own form.
For me this seemed to be amazing. Here was a man who not only did something no other human being in history has done, but he still wanted more. I began to pray and ask God if I could in any way experience even a minuscule portion of anything Moses experienced. I prayed night after night and heard and saw nothing. But one night after much dedicated prayer and worship I experienced a chill go up my spine and goosebumps ran through my arms. I opened my eyes and even though I didn’t see Ceramic BowlGod’s physical form or backside as Moses did, I saw this beautiful light. I was praying late at night in my dark room and experienced something I’ll never forget.
The light was formless and yet contained in air without being cast upon anything. It was bright and permeated throughout the room. At this point I began to become frightened. It lasted only a brief moment, but it was enough to satisfy my curiosity. I am a Chemistry and Biology major hopefully to go on into Medical School so I have this “scientific method” of reason engraved in my brain but I tell you with open honesty that this is no fabrication or elaboration. It is simply an experience that I haven’t told anyone about (even my parents). I am glad that you have taken the time to read my story. My last word of caution is this: be careful of what you wish for; you just might get it.