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going on between God and me, and that consequently it was his duty to
make it possible for me to continue.
One night, in the third week, I was in the room praying my heart out
to God for some indication that He really cared about me, and truly
accepted me. I was doing this hour after hour, and then I said a peculiar
thing: ‘Why can’t you be closer to me? I want you here! I want your pure
presence.’
As soon as I said this, an incredible thing happened. I suddenly felt a
breathtaking, overwhelming presence in the room. A surge of energy
washed over me, which caused my heart to race, my skin to flush, and my
hair to stand on end. I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. That
might not seem like much, but my heart was pounding so hard that I was
on the verge of blacking out, and I stayed like that for fifteen minutes solid.
I was unable to move, or speak, or get up: I was afraid that I would have a
heart attack if I did move.
During that fifteen minutes, it seemed to me that something was
being poured into my head, like a high-speed data transmission. I couldn’t
hear it, or at least I couldn’t catch what was being transmitted, but there
was no denying that it was going on, and I stayed there in this strange
altered state until it was finished. When it finally left me, I had the clear
idea that my prayer had been answered by God’s showing me a small taste
of His power.
I couldn’t handle it. It seemed that a point was being made — if I
couldn’t take even that little demonstration, then how could I possibly
handle His full presence? I got the message.
After that realisation, about a minute or so later I suppose, I found I
could get up. I stood, but my whole system was in shock. My entire body
had been seriously affected, and the nearest thing I can think of to describe
it is the shock of childbirth. My knees were like jelly, and all the colour had
drained from my face. I was experiencing the symptoms of real physical
shock, and when I finally looked in the mirror I almost didn’t recognise
myself.
The obvious question is why I connect this to UFOs, if at the time I
was sure that the event was related to God? The answer lies mainly in the
presence of the energy that I felt going through my body. It was very
similar to the energy I experienced during the encounter, except that my
interpretation of it was totally different.