I came to a place in my life when I placed all the good things on one side of a balance scale and all the bad on the other side.
Looking at the results logically, it was no contest. To exit this place was a no brainer.
But what if there is a hell? Is God real? Then, there is the pointlessness of life, if this is all there is.
But we have an intrinsic drive to live.
I determined to find out- "What am I doing here and where am I going".
This led me to investigate several spiritual paths, I read the bible, I read books on astral projection, ghost encounters, occult things.
I saw the occult went nowhere- no answers there.
The words of Jesus began to bother me, especially where He said, "He that is not with me is against me".
As I drove home from work late at night, the thought haunted me- "Where will you be in 100 years?"
I was taught Catholicism as a child and left it later, but a couple of prayers stuck with me- the "Our Father and the "Act of contrition".
One night I came home laying in bed, pondering the evil in the world and in myself, I decided to pray those 2 prayers, I felt like I was on a tree branch and sawing the branch off at the trunk.
I did not fall.
I instantly woke up and it was morning, with no recollection of sleeping, and with a stunning innate knowledge that God is real. I knew that I knew.
The above was in 1972.
Looking at the results logically, it was no contest. To exit this place was a no brainer.
But what if there is a hell? Is God real? Then, there is the pointlessness of life, if this is all there is.
But we have an intrinsic drive to live.
I determined to find out- "What am I doing here and where am I going".
This led me to investigate several spiritual paths, I read the bible, I read books on astral projection, ghost encounters, occult things.
I saw the occult went nowhere- no answers there.
The words of Jesus began to bother me, especially where He said, "He that is not with me is against me".
As I drove home from work late at night, the thought haunted me- "Where will you be in 100 years?"
I was taught Catholicism as a child and left it later, but a couple of prayers stuck with me- the "Our Father and the "Act of contrition".
One night I came home laying in bed, pondering the evil in the world and in myself, I decided to pray those 2 prayers, I felt like I was on a tree branch and sawing the branch off at the trunk.
I did not fall.
I instantly woke up and it was morning, with no recollection of sleeping, and with a stunning innate knowledge that God is real. I knew that I knew.
The above was in 1972.
