May 2, 2010

I have seen Jesus when I was a child. I was lying in bed praying and I saw a figure of a human in bright white light, and felt warmth and happiness. Somehow I just knew it was Jesus without contemplating it, I had a very strong feeling. I rushed out of bed trying to see Him again but I didn’t, so I ran to tell my parents what had happened. I am now 16 and I am truely grateful and amazed at what happened, but I don’t know why it did or if there was a greater meaning to it. I haven’t really spoke to anyone about it, maybe I feelI should….so that is my story! Thankyou and Thank the Lord!