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Spiritual Encounter #1

I must of been around 7 years old, when I first experience something at that time, that had no explanation, nor did I understand, what it was. My parents did not practice any religion, or belong to any religious organizations, at that time. I was one sick little boy, with fever, shivering and shaking in bed. My Mom had told me, the Doctor was on the way, she had a cold wet towel, on my forehead, trying to keep my fever under control. Now if any of you are old enough to remember, Doctors in the early 1940's, made house calls, and carried their Black Bag, filled with all kinds of gadgets and pills to make you better again, that was the way I saw it as a little kid.

They would look in your ears, and down your throat, check your heart, and lungs, and take your temperature, the Doctor did all of that, and my body temperature was high, because of my fever I would slip in and out of sleep. The doctor told my Mom that he though I had the German Measles, because my throat, and mouth, was though to be lined with measles, also Measles was on going in the schools at the time. The Doctor told Mom, if it was Measles and they don't come out, on the surface of my skin, within a couple hours, I would have to go the hospital and fast.

Not long after the Doctor left, I was laying in bed, when I saw a bright light come through the window, and stop at the foot of my bed, I never heard a sound just the bright light, and a warm peaceful flow, of everything is going to be fine, and the light drifted back out the window, and was gone. My fever broke immediately, and later my body was covered with Measles. Mom told me later that the Doctor was worried I might not make it, if my Measles stayed inside, and my fever remained high for a long period of time.

This was my first encounter, with something strange and not understanding what happened.
The scripture says that Our God knew you before, you were Born. Now does this line-up with Gods plan for your life? I say yes.
I will continue with testimonies of my other spiritual encounters, and I'm sure many of Gods Children can testify to their own life saving events also.
If you have experienced this Please share briefly your Story.

God Bless

To Be Continued:
 
Spiritual Encounter #1

I must of been around 7 years old, when I first experience something at that time, that had no explanation, nor did I understand, what it was. My parents did not practice any religion, or belong to any religious organizations, at that time. I was one sick little boy, with fever, shivering and shaking in bed. My Mom had told me, the Doctor was on the way, she had a cold wet towel, on my forehead, trying to keep my fever under control. Now if any of you are old enough to remember, Doctors in the early 1940's, made house calls, and carried their Black Bag, filled with all kinds of gadgets and pills to make you better again, that was the way I saw it as a little kid.

They would look in your ears, and down your throat, check your heart, and lungs, and take your temperature, the Doctor did all of that, and my body temperature was high, because of my fever I would slip in and out of sleep. The doctor told my Mom that he though I had the German Measles, because my throat, and mouth, was though to be lined with measles, also Measles was on going in the schools at the time. The Doctor told Mom, if it was Measles and they don't come out, on the surface of my skin, within a couple hours, I would have to go the hospital and fast.

Not long after the Doctor left, I was laying in bed, when I saw a bright light come through the window, and stop at the foot of my bed, I never heard a sound just the bright light, and a warm peaceful flow, of everything is going to be fine, and the light drifted back out the window, and was gone. My fever broke immediately, and later my body was covered with Measles. Mom told me later that the Doctor was worried I might not make it, if my Measles stayed inside, and my fever remained high for a long period of time.

This was my first encounter, with something strange and not understanding what happened.
The scripture says that Our God knew you before, you were Born. Now does this line-up with Gods plan for your life? I say yes.
I will continue with testimonies of my other spiritual encounters, and I'm sure many of Gods Children can testify to their own life saving events also.
If you have experienced this Please share briefly your Story.

God Bless

To Be Continued:

I have several actually. I may as well start at the beginning (for me!).

After my dad had a spiritual encounter when I was a kid, he moved us all to Colorado and began following the Lord. The put a KJV Bible in my hand and pointed towards the path. I got saved and baptized and so began my walk with the Lord...for a brief while, lol. I was 14 at the time so it wasn't long before I got hyper-interested in these girls here on earth. So essentially, I turned my back to the Lord and began following girls instead of the Lord (much to the Lord's chagrin I'm sure). But the Lord is patient and longsuffering so He waited on me.

Eventually, my promiscuity got a nice young girl pregnant, so I figured the honorable thing to do was to marry her so I did. We were together and married for 26 years and then she left. The kids were grown. Soo...what does a newly divorced man do? He charges out down the path of the world to embrace it some more...and I believe the Lord must have thought, enough is enough, I will chop him down so that he may turn back to Me. So He allowed some bad things to happen to me that this may be accomplished.

The Wife left, the kids turned against me and all I had left was my good health. But, being a stupid man and a slow learner (Lol), I started chasing girls anyway. Then on September 22, 2009 I was allowed to have an epileptic seizure at the wheel of my truck doing 70 mph on the freeway. It was weird how it happened. I had been seizure free for 18 years I think and was off my meds for it and all that. I had outgrown it I guess.

I had never felt a seizure coming on before. I always simply, woke up after a seizure. So I'm on the freeway and I begin to feel strange. I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw myself fading out and realized what was happening. I glanced at the speedometer (70mph), then around me at the traffic. It was rush hour and traffic was on all sides! I glanced back to the rearview mirror at myself, and I knew I didn't have time to do anything, so I said aloud...Lord be with me...

I woke up with the paramedics talking to me, still in the crashed truck. Witness reports said my truck jerked right and shot through traffic off the road, not even touching any other cars. I left the road at a high speed, hit a downed log which launched the truck into the air and while the truck was in the air...I struck a tree passenger side, head on. This caused the truck to spin and then it rolled three times. I went in and out of consciousness, got life-flighted to the hospital. The same hospital that I just happened to be born at.

I learned that I had broken my back in two places and my surgery was real early the next morning. They had me pretty doped up but I remember thinking, well I guess the Lord wasn't with me, I know I shouldn't have been sinning with the girls.

After a couple weeks I was discharged from the hospital and a good buddy set me up in his house with his family a room to recover in. I was four months flat on my back recovering. During this time, my friends and family were helping me and TCB for me. Like, my brother went down to where the truck had been taken to and retrieved my belongings from the tow company. He snapped a couple pics of the truck while he was there. When I seen the pictures of the wrecked truck...it became very clear that the Lord had indeed been with me, because whoever wrecked in 'that truck' obviously died! Well I didn't die, so He was with me. I had four months to reflect on this.

I would have died that day if not for calling upon the Lord to help me. Not only did I not die, but I broke my back in two places and am not in a wheel chair! I walk on two legs, Praise the Lord!! I realized the close call and the Lord's mercy so rededicated my life unto Him again...and here I am 9 years later still walking with Him, still stumbling (Lol) and still getting back up again.

The way I figure it, I've been blessed beyond measure since then and the Lord has done quite a few things for me, some minor (so to speak) and some major. But those encounters are for different posts, lol.
 
I apologize for my prior post.

I also had a experience as a child, I was hit in the head by a rock thrown by my friend from maybe 6 ft away, it wasn't his fault, we were all throwing rocks down this quary and my head just happened to be in the way of his throw, I was down hill from him so his rock inadvertently cracked my skull.

What really bothers me is that he hung himself at I think 12 yrs old and I can't think of any reason for a 12 yr old child to commit suicide.
 
Thank You Edward and Garion for sharing how God had a hand in your life and allowing you to come the point of our Daly life here with Him today. For we know very well that Satan has come to steal and kill and take from the Saints of God but we have His protection and eternal life. Amen
God Bless

Read on Satan does not like us sharing about God’s Amazing Grace and His Son our Savior Jesus Christ.

Spiritual Encounter #2

At the age of 14, I had a job working for a Newspaper store, we sold Tobacco, Birthday cards, Box candy, and other gift items, we also delivered, bundles of morning and evening news papers to other places, like Movie Theaters, Bus and Train stations. Now it was on one of these trips to a local Drive-in Theater, Victor was driving and I was seated in back of the delivery truck, he would drive to the drop-off point, where I would leave several bundles of news papers, for them to sell.

Now in a small town like St. Charles Mo. we didn't have to many stop and go lights, just a stop sign here and there, as we where leaving the drive-in theater we had to cross the main road, going through town with just a blinking caution light at the theater road, as we where making a left turn on the main road, a car hit the rear of the truck right where I was setting, the impact throw me maybe twenty feet or more, on my back and head to the concrete pavement, as I lay there unconscious for a period of time, while the ambulance and police where on the way, I was trying to reach out to God and confess, my sins, knowing I'm a sinner, and afraid to die, all I could think of was the Apostle Creed, that I had learned in the Catholic School, when I woke up, I was still laying on the concrete pavement, I was saying the Creed for a prayer, that was the only prayer I knew. I don't know why I didn't say a Hail Mary or a Our Father, we always prayed the Rosary after confessing our sins to a Priest, for penance and forgiveness of our sins.

The accident was real bad, a mother and father with small children were involved, the car was laying on it's side in the ditch along the road, there was a small baby covered in blood, crying in the mothers arms, they must of been thrown through the front windshield that was missing. I seem to be alright, with some minor scrapes, no bones broken, we all were taking to the hospital, the serious ones hurt were admitted. I was sent home, because they found nothing broken.

After I got home, and later that night my head hurt and I was throwing-up, so they rushed me to the Hospital where I was admitted with a brain concussion, where I had to remain for a week before I was released. The baby that was covered with blood, the good news was this, they could not find a mark of any kind, on the child, apparently all that blood was from the mother, the good news was no one died in this accident.

How I was thrown off the truck to the concrete pavement, with all my body intact, was a miracle, someone had to have cushioned my fall to the pavement, and saved my legs from being crushed, because the car hit the back of our delivery truck, right where my feet rested on the rear bumper. Now as I think back on this happening some 66 years ago, long before I knew Jesus Christ as my lord a Savior, He was there.

To be continued
 
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Spiritual Encounter: #3

Let's put it this way, at the age of 25 I'm pretty much doing my own thing, enjoying married life, having a good time, on weekends with family and friends. My wife and I would attend Mass on Sundays at the Catholic Church, not every Sunday, but only when we felt guilty for missing, one or two Sundays, we had no problem partying on Saturdays, and sleeping it off on Sundays.

I knew this was wrong, and I needed to go to confession, but gave up on going to a Priest, to confess my sins, long ago, it just never seem right, so sin just continued to built-up on my shoulders, as I feared God, and having a great fear of dying at a young age, for protection I had a statue of Jesus on the dash of my car, and some times I carried a Saint Christopher metal in my pocket.

Now the year had to be 1963, because I just bought a new Chevrolet Corvair hardtop convertible, these cars had the engine mounted in the rear. I had the day off from work, being a holiday weekend, but not my wife. It's a warm summer-day so I decide to go swimming, in St. Charles, at a Olympic size pool that had a 10 foot high diving board, I been there many times before, and love diving off that board.

It was around lunch, so I decided to get something to eat, before I drove to the pool some 6 miles away, so I stopped at a tavern having a hamburger and some beer, but drinking one to many beers, I should of turned around and went home, that still small voice was telling me not to go to the pool, I'm one stubborn person, my wife tells me, and she still does.

So I headed down the highway, to St. Charles Mo. keeping my car with in the speed limit, but there was a narrow bridge coming up, that crossed the Missouri river, from the St. Louis Mo. side, that I had to cross. I knew that would be trouble for me if I wasn't careful. As I was going north on a highway that had two lanes, coming and going, a car passed me on my right side, and all of a sudden it cut me off, turning left in front of me, I swerved right just in time, missing the rear of that car, then I over corrected to stay on the highway, causing my car to hit the right shoulder, that flipped my car in the air rolling it once or twice, before landing on the roof of the car, than back up on it's wheels, in a big corn field.

There was a small Volkswagen Bug behind me, with two women in it, they came running to the point, where my car rolled down, the embankment, thinking I'm dead I guess they were crying, as I crawled out from the car, looking up at them, with the roof crushed to the seats, unhurt just a little shook-up, I said to them I'm OK, they couldn't believe their eyes.

I ask the women about the car that cut me off, but they said they were worried about me, so it left the seen of the accident. The State Police arrived and made a report, and they also called a wrecker with a winch to get my car back on the highway, I ask them if I could try driving up the steep embankment, because the top of the car was the only thing damaged, they didn't believe I would make it. But with the engine in the rear, and rear wheel drive, the car made it up the embankment easily.

I remember someone was in that car with me when I was rolling in the air, because I didn't have my seat belt on, all they were in those days, was just a lap belt, we didn't use them much back then. Again a voice said turn the motor off, as I was rolling in the air I turned the key off, and laid down in the front seats, as the car came down on it's roof in that Missouri bottom river land.

What would of happened, if I had to cross that narrow bridge, or lets say I made it to the swimming pool, I like diving in the pool, off that high spring board, was my condition impaired by the alcohol as not able to make good judgements? Most-likely I would say. I was less then two miles from our home, so the State Police let me drive the car home, with the damaged roof and missing windshield, and I parked it in our garage, when my wife came home she came in the house crying, she ask me what happened to our new car? I said what about me, she said you look good but what happen to the car? It was one of those times we could laugh and cry at the same time. But we didn't know that God was there, just lucky we guessed.

I did return to the site of the accident, about a month later, walking around in that corn field, I found the statue of Jesus, that was on my dash at the time of the accident, that was a good thing, because I now know that Jesus will never leave me or forsake me, that's true for all who claim Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior.

It would be 12 more years before I could call Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior.

To be continued
God Bless
 
Spiritual Encounter #4

This encounter happemned at a time in my life when I was most troubled with many things, for one I was having trouble with fall allergies, to the point where my Doctors told me to move West to escape the Missouri ragweed, that had me miserable, my wife was six months pregnant, expecting our second child in January of 1970. We were living in our first home that we bought in 1964, and we now had it for sale, because we had just purchased a new home that would be built, and ready to move in by early spring of 1970.

You might say hey this is not a bad thing, new baby on the way, and a new home, to move in and decorate, what more could you ask for? I don't know why I was feeling so depressed, because my wife was the one pregnant, never complaining about much, and happy with the idea that it could be a little girl, since we already had a boy, and decorating the baby room accordingly.

Well maybe some of this was beginning to show-up in the work place, a factory where we built subway cars for Chicago, and many other major cites across America. One of my coworkers Charles, ask me to go fishing with him over the weekend, he had a place where clear water creeks flowed around his property, with a near-by lake also, seem like it could be a fishermen paradise, sound good to me.

Charles lived on a small farm about 40 miles south of St. Louis MO. we decided to go fishing over the weekend, I would drive down Saturday morning and return Sunday afternoon, that would give us plenty of time for fishing. I have to say this is one thing I loved to do, because fishing was my favorite sport along with hunting, it was a family thing as I grew-up, as we lived off the land in the early days.

It was a perfect fall day, with a overcast sky as I left to head south, when I arrived at his place it was fairly nice and we got right down to fishing in this clear water creek. The fishing was good catching and releasing the ones we didn't want to keep, later in the day it started to rain on us but that didn't stop us, as we fished right up to dark then headed to his place, to clean our fish, having fresh fried Fish for dinner, before going to bed.

After a good nights sleep and a bite to eat for breakfast, we got back to some morning fishing, before it was time for me to get ready to head back home. It was around noon when we called it quits, cleaned our fish and put them on ice in a big cooler, I had taken with me. The cooler was full of fish and ice, and we loaded it in the front of my 1966 Volkswagen Beetle, because that's where the trunk was on this rear engine car.

I must say it was great getting away from home, but on the other hand, I was missing my wife and son, leaving her there six months pregnant, taking care of my 2-1/2 year old son, she had to have her hands full doing so, needless to say I was feeling a little bit guilty, with me having all the fun.

Driving home I had time to think about things, most of it was about how I could be better than my neighbors or just fit-in with their life style of things. When you grow up poor and you start having a little money in your pocket you really do foolish things, and that was a problem I didn't see, but God was about to get my attention real soon.

With only a few more miles to go before reaching home, I heard this still small voice say buckle your seat-belt, not thinking much of it, again buckle your seat-belt, the last and finial time a little louder buckle your seat-belt, I didn't do it, now I'm approaching, a 4 way stoplight, with a green arrow in my favor, to turn left across a divided highway, doing so without stopping, just slowing down enough, to make the left turn.

All I can remember was waking-up still in my car, with the passenger side all crush-in, the car was up-right on it's wheels, I was able to get out of the car on drivers-side, which I did. From what eyewitnesses say they saw was this, as I crossed the first lane on the divided highway a pickup truck going full speed hit my car on the passengers side, and spun it around more than once in the highway, never turning it over.

I was taken to the Hospital no one was killed, never heard what happened to the truck or the driver, but I had no broken bones, just a big cut on my forehead, and bruises on my arms and back, the Hospital released me to go home, I even went to work the next day.

This is what I saw when I viewed the car in a salvage lot, the car was totally destroyed, the drivers seat was ripped out of the floor the bolts that held the seat in place broken in half, the dash was crushed flat where my body hit, the rear-view mirror still had skin hanging on it from my forehead, the passenger door was buckled outward, from my back hitting it with such force, it being held in place by nothing because the door-lock was broken.

I did not know Jesus Christ as my Savior at this time, who was it that told me to buckle my seat-belt? What would of happened if that passenger door had failed to keep me in the car? How did my drivers seat get ripped out of the floor breaking the bolts? How did the car stay up-right after spinning around several time from impact? In those days there was very little plastic inside the cars, the dash was mostly metal, and no air-bags to protect you, but someone was there for me.

That's my Fishing Story, it would be a little more than 5 years before I would know Jesus Christ as my Savior.

Someone at the accident site removed the cooler from my damaged car with the Fish and Ice all intact, and returned it while I was in the Hospital.
It was a few weeks later I called our families together for a Huge Fish Cook-out we all celebrated our Good-luck that no one got killed and life was good for now.

To be continued
God Bless
 
After my vehicle accident where the Lord saved me (post #3) My kids who were still in Colorado, were getting busy with the business I had left them. Their problem was office stuff. The phone goes nuts in the morning for a few hours and they couldn't get out the door soon enough to get to work as early as they should. So they came and got me and moved me back to Colorado. The idea being that I could handle the phones & office and let them get to work earlier. They had picked up a new builder and were doing new construction, installing ductwork and furnaces in new houses (on top of all the service work), they did need me, lol.

So much so that they had a hard time playing catch-up with this builder even after we returned and I took over the office duties. Point being, is that I ended up on a jobsite with them trying to help finish a house before the needed deadline. The easier stuff, lol, running round pipe. I wasn't really supposed to be up on a ladder but it was necessary so I was doing what I could.

So I'm at the top of a 10 foot ladder in a basement of a big new custom house, and...I had an epileptic seizure again and fell off of the 10' ladder to the concrete floor. I feel through the unfinished wall onto one of those big nails they use to float the wall with. Hurt my ribs, gashed my side a little and dislocated my hip.

They couldn't manage money either, so the insurance had lapsed while I was in Ohio. No insurance, little money, so after I came to I just had my son drive me home so that I could get in bed. I knew my hip was dislocated because I could see the bone sticking out under my flesh, and had some pretty bad pain. I prayed for healing but it didn't come (yet).

But after laying in that bed for (I think it was 6 days?), one night before going to sleep I was in enough pain to pray very earnestly for healing (Lol). I said Lord please heal me while I sleep...and I went to sleep.

In the middle of the night I was wokoe up by a burning sensation in my hip area. It was HOT and getting hotter. So much so, that...I manifested anger (flesh man that I am). But then, the heat subsided and I went back to sleep.

In the morning I lay there thinking about what happened during the night and I recalled the hearing of quite a few testimonies where people were healed and while they were being healed, they felt the sensation of heat. I knew I had prayed and asked healing so I carefully sat up and pulled my jammies down to look...it was flat again, no bone sticking out! But I was still in pain. (But that is normal when a bone has been reset and goes away in a couple days). So I knew that I would know for sure in a couple days if the soreness went away. (The flesh still wanting to doubt lol)

The soreness went away. The Lord had mercy on me and healed me when I prayed earnestly in faith to be healed. Thank You, Lord!!
 
Here's another quick one before I have to go to work.

I had invited the Lord to go to work with me, and we were out working. This guy had a short in his low voltage circuit on his furnace so had no heat. It kept blowing fuses. I checked all the connestions and everything was fine, ugh. Time to start testing wires. I speant over an hour testing every single wire on that unit. I couldn't find where it was shorting. This guy needed heat!

I felt that twinge of professional frustration one feels when they're asked to do something, and they can't for some oddball reason! I pondered what to do next, then I remembered who was with me.

So I turned to my right (where I presumed Jesus to be standing and hey Lord, will you please help me with this? I've done what I know how and I can't find it. A peaceful feeling comes to me and I put the unit all back together gain.

Before I turn on the electric switch my flesh began doubting and arguing with me. I had no reason to think it would do anything other than blow another fuse. But I turned it on anyway...I'm getting low on fuses now...:confused

I threw the switch and the furnace came on normally and did not blow the fuse. I said, Thank you Lord!

Now some may say it was I who inadvertently fixed it, a sliver of wire had came out of a connector somewhere and I moved where it wouldn't short anymore, while moving the wires testing them, so it wasn't really a supernatural event...but I know better. I invited the Lord to go with me, I asked for His help on the job...it happened. The Lord doesn't need to part the red sea just to give a guy a hand, lol. There are no coincidences.

Oh! One other time I was working ( forget what I was working on) I was trying to pull a big...(?? dangit I can't remember) but it was at an odd angle, hard to get to and I couldn't bust a nut loose to pull it. I tried a ratchet with a breaker bar and I just could not get enough leverage to bust it loose. I tried and tried.

Then I remember who was with me! I said, Lord...please give me a hand here...please?!

So I reached back up and tried it and it came loose real easy then. Wow! I was like :sohappyThank You Lord!!!

Hey, it pays to invite the Lord to work with you!

Well, I'm off to work, but not alone, lol!!
 
We have a awesome God who loves us. Good to hear from you Edward, yes if we put our faith and trust ln Him our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ He promises to be there for us. And He is. Amen
 
Spiritual Encounter #5

Out of work and looking for a job in sheet metal, the union ask me if I was interested in doing some field work installing a kitchen ventilator?

It had been a long time since I done any field, are shop work, I was praying that wouldn't be a problem for me. I excepted the job, even if it was to last only two weeks.

Getting up and going to work was no problem, it just meant I would have to get-up a little earlier to pray before I had breakfast and head-off to work. My first day working on the roof installing a ventilator fan went real well. The second day I was praying in my garage as I was walking around, now for me to do that was not unusual at all, done that many times. As I stopped for a moment, I though, I heard the Holy Spirit, say pray for my back, then I though it happen again, but putting that though away, I continued praying for family and love ones as usual.

It was inside around noon I had to finish caulking a ventilator, just before lunch break, I was climbing up the ladder when one of the legs kicked out, and I lost my grip and fell, to the concrete floor on my butt. The men working in and around me wanted to know if I was OK, I said sure, just so I wouldn't be sent home. I had my lunch and worked the remaining part of the day, in such pain, moving my legs was almost impossible. I managed to drive my car home, I had to have had Gods help, because my back was broken in two places, with a crushed disk, at the third lumbar, meaning I would be in bed for several weeks, before I could walk again. Wishing now that I should of listened to the Holy Spirit, and covered my back in prayer, that morning. How many times do we not listen to God, and go on doing our own thing, another lesson for me, pay attention, to the Lord, because Satan has come to kill and destroy us, but Jesus Christ has come that we can live under his protection, and have eternal life.

I'm very hard headed, we need to listen to what the Holy Spirit is saying, because He knows, what is best for you, and your family. We are now liveing in dangerous times, when our Faith will be tested, to a full measure, as we must put our trust, in Our Lord Savior Jesus Christ. He will never leave us or forsake us. Amen

The Lord told me later He was going to heal my back, and He did, when I got back to Reno NV. I was able to give testimony to his healing power, and how God does have a plan for each one of us.


In a Full Gospel Business Meeting that we held for "The Right of Passage" a prison for underage kids, all in their early teens, more than 50 of them came forward to except Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior. The Holy Spirit moved mightily in this grope of young teenagers.

God Bless
 
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Spiritual Encounter #6

As I remember this sixth encounter took place in the early 1990's, now as I write and try remembering just how this all came about, back then, was me putting my faith, and trust, in the Lord every day of my life, it just becomes a natural way of living with Jesus Christ, as your Savior, and best friend.

This story begins with my friend Roland and I flying from Reno NV. to Lake Havasu City AZ. for a weekend, in his 180 Cessna Turbo-Prop airplane. We had to move a few things, out of his condo down there, back up to Reno, because he sold it, plus we could also get some time fishing on the Lake Saturday, before we headed back on Sunday.

We got up early Sunday to head back home, but not before we checked out the weather, for our return to Reno. Everything was a go, so we had some breakfast, and took off as planed. Now there is one thing I need to mention, we had loaded the airplane with a few items we were taking back with us, so we had to be careful, because we had a weight issue, we were loaded to the max aloud, for this airplane and the two of us for flying.

The weather was sunny and warm for a spring day, the ride was smooth, with no wind problems, I fell asleep in the copilot seat after a couple of hours flying, when I woke-up, I looked over at Roland, he had his oxygen mask on, he said there was only enough oxygen left just for the pilot, meaning him, where are we I ask, he said over Nevada just south of Tonopah NV. Looking out the window and flying above 14,000 ft we were headed into a spring storm, that hadn't show-up on the weather report earlier, this can happen when flying in mountainous country.

Roland said we have to get down and find a place to land, because we where at the point of no return, meaning not enough fuel to go back, as we where now in the storm front, with the airplane rocking from the wind, not being able to see anything below, in the cloud bank, he ask me to look for a opening so we could get down under the clouds, and see where to land. We new we were close to the Tonopah airport but without visual site we could not land the airplane.

Saying a short prayer for the Lord to open the clouds so we could get down, we soon spotted a small hole just ahead, where it was big enough to do just that, we were able to get our bearings where we were, and land at Tonopah a small airport about 7500 ft up in the mountains of Nevada. We climbed out of the airplane, and quickly tied it down so the wind wouldn't damage it.

We no more then got in the airport terminal, when it started snowing, it snowed so hard, we had over 6 inches of the white stuff fall in just a hour are so, we had to wait out the storm there, and have Roland's brother and wife that lived close by to drive us 200 miles to Reno. It would be a few days later when they drove back to Tonopah to get the airplane.

The strange thing about that opening in the clouds is this, as we waited out the storm in the Terminal, we meet a man and his wife from Florida who was headed to Idaho, they were behind us caught in the same situation, they had to land their airplane. Now the opening in the cloud lasted long enough for them also, as it closed up, and the storm proceeded. The couple from Florida said it was a miracle for that small opening in the clouds, to be where it was, close enough to the airport, where we could all land safely. We all agreed it had to be answered prayer.

God Bless
 
Spiritual Encounter #7

It was a beautiful spring day in Reno NV. when my youngest son and I got up early to go fishing. We had decided a few days earlier to go fishing at the Stampede Reservoir on his day off from work. In spring the temperature here in Reno can be in the middle 30's or low 40's, but up at the mountain lakes, it can be 10 to 15 degrees cooler, so we had to take our heavy jackets with us.

As we headed up highway 80 toeing my sons boat and motor behind his big Diesel Truck, you could still see snow back off the highway in the tree line that hadn't melted yet, from all the winter storms, very picturesque. Once you leave the highway you clime up hill to the lake along the little Truckee river.

Stampede Reservoir is a beautiful high Sierra lake, popular with anglers and water sports enthusiasts. The reservoir is situated at an elevation of nearly 6,000 feet, east of Donner Summit and 15 miles northeast of Truckee. Neighbored by Boca Reservoir, Prosser Creek Reservoir, and Donner Lake, Stampede is one of the leading kokanee salmon fishing lakes in the West, also plenty of brown, mackinaw, and rainbow trout.

After arriving at the lake we headed to the boat ramp and launched the boat in the cold clear mountain water, anxious to start catching fish. We headed for the lake dam and spillway, slowly trolling and fishing on the way. We soon found out that fishing was slow, we had some hits but managed to land one in the boat, but released it back to the lake, since we had caught nothing all morning.

It was round noon we decided to call it a day, and head back to the boat dock, the sun and the cool air was very pleasant, the snow lined banks of the lake and the tall Pine Trees was very quaint. As we neared the boat dock and slowed down, I was preparing to take the boat rope and tie us off, so my son could go get the truck and boat trailer, when this happened.

I was standing in the boat up front, with the rope in my hand, as we came in contact with the dock, I placed my right foot on the boat top rail and the left foot on the dock, I must of pushed the boat backward as I was trying to get on the dock, as the boat moved my right foot slipped off the top rail and I fell backward hitting the right-side of my face on the boat rail, knocking me out for a moment, until I hit the icy cold lake water.

I woke up struggling to stay on top of the water, but my heavy winter jacket and pants was socking wet, and no life jacket on, I was in big trouble, to stay afloat. My body felt like a big lead weight hard to move, there was a strong under current pulling me downward, it was like someone had a hold of my legs pulling me down, as my head went under the water, all of a sudden some thing pulled me back up.

I want you to know this was all happening to me very quickly, it seems like time stops, when you loose consciousness, and then wake-up. What happened was this, a man happened to be standing there close enough to reach down and grab the collar of my jacket as I was being pulled under by the swirling lake under current.

He helped me get up on the dock, I had to shed my heavy wet clothing to keep from freezing. I don't know how cold the water was but there was ice along the lake shore earlier that morning. My son had something in the truck to place over me like a tarp or blanket to keep the cool air off me as I was standing there in my underwear shivering.

I thanked this man for helping me, and being there to grab hold of my jacket when he did, he said he was glad to be in the right spot, at the right time on that dock, where he could help me. I was able to get to a restroom close by and clean up a little. When my face hit the boat rail it knock off my glasses and put a deep cut above my upper lip that would require stitches, also knocking out 5 of my upper front teeth, requiring my Dentist to replace them with porcelain caps.

I wasn't in that restroom very long, but the thought came to me, I would not be alive if this man had not been there, so I went outside looking for him, not knowing anything about him, his name where he lived, why was he there, was he fishing, and I wanted to thank him one more time for what he did for me, he was gone no where to be found and seen again.

All of this took place about ten years ago, about this same time of the year. I can't thank the Lord enough for being there when these life threatening events took place with me. I have a few more events where these spiritual encounters took place, but these 7 are the ones that standout in my memories the most.

God Bless
 
I'm just tossing and turning. Bleh.

I remember one which happened to me that I've never told anyone about, because it was a little strange and no miracles happened (that I am aware of). But the more I chew on it over time, something supernatural did seem to happen.

I walked into a store one day, and was headed back past the registers into the store. I barely get past the cash registers and, boom. Something hits me. Not like the presence of the Holy Spirit, more like, a heavy spiritual awareness or alertness all of a sudden.

I stopped and every person within the radius of my vision came into focus to me. I could see and feel the state of these people's souls and where they're at. It was weird.

I didn't get any words of knowledge or names or anything. I wasn't told to pray for anyone. I just stood there taking it all in and wondering what it meant. I could hear all the normal sounds of a store and people but it was almost uh, amplified in a way. Not loud, but. I could hear all of the activity and instantly differentiate the different sounds. All at once. The people there were the same way. I was looking at everyone at once and seeing things in them. (Not with my flesh eyes)
And...I started feelin a little weird about it all because I really didn't understand it. Still don't really. So I left after that. I figure I prolly failed some sort of test or something. I'm not sure. But something not normal happened in that store.
 
I don't know if what happened yesterday was supernatural or not. I don't understand what happened. I feel like I may have failed?

I went to a meeting with my new boss and his GM and I invited the Lord to come with me. My boss has been lying to me, I applied for a service tech position at his company. The plan was, help the installers for a few until he can procure a service van for me to drive...(and after I prove myself to be competant, reliable, and trustworthy, he will raise my pay from helper wages to what I should be at...

It's been 6 weeks. That's all I have seen is installs. I was clear during the interview, I am not applying for an installer position! Not only do they not even have a service department (it's all warranty work) but now he's been working me 7 days a week. Pressuring me to. Dodging me when I try to talk to him.

I had hopes that the meeting with the new GM would go well. Everyone says hes a good man. I didnt negotiate for an installer position. We need to talk...

(And the Lord was with me) something weird happened. The GM said I have legitimate concerns and we should talk. But the boss man butted in and tried to feed me a bowl of crap and call it ice cream...

It was like, I could see right through him. Everything out of his mouth was a lie. There was a strange atmosphere, it was weird. Part of me was saying, love the man, work it out, be humble and reasonable. Everyone in the entire place is very nice and I get along with and can work with everybody...except him.

The other part of me quit.
I kinda get it, why he lied. He needed that installer position filled. I said I would help and install in a pinch, if something came up. Things happen.
He turned that into gently push me into an installation truck. This morning I go in to pick up my final check, and he hands me some more crap about holding my check! A last get back for me me not falling in line as an installer at helper wages. I was making 2 dollars more an hour in 1992!! But the right legal threat and he did decide to give it to me, lol.

It leaves me spiritually baffled though. I thought the Lord let me get this job and everything was cool . Now it was for a terrible man and I don't know if this was just one of those things, or I was supposed to love my brother in this man and hang in there or what...?

My flesh mind said quit. I had to thteaten him to get my check!
Something weird happened in that office though.
 
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What really bothers me is that he hung himself at I think 12 yrs old and I can't think of any reason for a 12 yr old child to commit suicide.

What about at 13? I tried to kill myself at 13. It didn't work. Drank everything poisonous in the basement, which was a lot. I don't really know if it all neutralized each other, or if it was God's intervention.
 
What about at 13? I tried to kill myself at 13. It didn't work. Drank everything poisonous in the basement, which was a lot. I don't really know if it all neutralized each other, or if it was God's intervention.
That's not cool man,why did you try offing yourself? I'm thinking just a adolescent lack of line of sight?
 
That's not cool man,why did you try offing yourself? I'm thinking just a adolescent lack of line of sight?

No, it was pretty heavy. Thorough intent. I only posted it to counter the notion someone that age never would, for reasons nobody around them knew. While still disturbing, it's entirely possible the guy you mentioned did exactly that, for reasons completely unrelated to anything you were aware of.
I'm sorry for your loss ...
 
Spiritual Encounter #1

I must of been around 7 years old, when I first experience something at that time, that had no explanation, nor did I understand, what it was. My parents did not practice any religion, or belong to any religious organizations, at that time. I was one sick little boy, with fever, shivering and shaking in bed. My Mom had told me, the Doctor was on the way, she had a cold wet towel, on my forehead, trying to keep my fever under control. Now if any of you are old enough to remember, Doctors in the early 1940's, made house calls, and carried their Black Bag, filled with all kinds of gadgets and pills to make you better again, that was the way I saw it as a little kid.

They would look in your ears, and down your throat, check your heart, and lungs, and take your temperature, the Doctor did all of that, and my body temperature was high, because of my fever I would slip in and out of sleep. The doctor told my Mom that he though I had the German Measles, because my throat, and mouth, was though to be lined with measles, also Measles was on going in the schools at the time. The Doctor told Mom, if it was Measles and they don't come out, on the surface of my skin, within a couple hours, I would have to go the hospital and fast.

Not long after the Doctor left, I was laying in bed, when I saw a bright light come through the window, and stop at the foot of my bed, I never heard a sound just the bright light, and a warm peaceful flow, of everything is going to be fine, and the light drifted back out the window, and was gone. My fever broke immediately, and later my body was covered with Measles. Mom told me later that the Doctor was worried I might not make it, if my Measles stayed inside, and my fever remained high for a long period of time.

This was my first encounter, with something strange and not understanding what happened.
The scripture says that Our God knew you before, you were Born. Now does this line-up with Gods plan for your life? I say yes.
I will continue with testimonies of my other spiritual encounters, and I'm sure many of Gods Children can testify to their own life saving events also.
If you have experienced this Please share briefly your Story.

God Bless

To Be Continued:
I have a friend who asks me about a wierd thing that seems to be happening to him lately. Balls of light appear around him, float around, then leave. He has no idea what they might be, but knows I have somewhat more backround in "stuff" like this.

He isn't what I'd call a particularly spiritual person. He has a very pure heart. He does martial arts. He believes in God, but doesn't really think about religion much.

He asked me if I knew what was going on. I looked into orbs a bit, and now I believe they are souls coming to visit him and guide him. Maybe it's relatives who have passed, angels, the Lord, who knows. I have noticed that after each visit, he seems more "advanced" in some way.

I'm flying up to visit him in a few weeks. Maybe I'll see them first-hand. Will report anything noteworthy.
 
I have several actually. I may as well start at the beginning (for me!).

After my dad had a spiritual encounter when I was a kid, he moved us all to Colorado and began following the Lord. The put a KJV Bible in my hand and pointed towards the path. I got saved and baptized and so began my walk with the Lord...for a brief while, lol. I was 14 at the time so it wasn't long before I got hyper-interested in these girls here on earth. So essentially, I turned my back to the Lord and began following girls instead of the Lord (much to the Lord's chagrin I'm sure). But the Lord is patient and longsuffering so He waited on me.

Eventually, my promiscuity got a nice young girl pregnant, so I figured the honorable thing to do was to marry her so I did. We were together and married for 26 years and then she left. The kids were grown. Soo...what does a newly divorced man do? He charges out down the path of the world to embrace it some more...and I believe the Lord must have thought, enough is enough, I will chop him down so that he may turn back to Me. So He allowed some bad things to happen to me that this may be accomplished.

The Wife left, the kids turned against me and all I had left was my good health. But, being a stupid man and a slow learner (Lol), I started chasing girls anyway. Then on September 22, 2009 I was allowed to have an epileptic seizure at the wheel of my truck doing 70 mph on the freeway. It was weird how it happened. I had been seizure free for 18 years I think and was off my meds for it and all that. I had outgrown it I guess.

I had never felt a seizure coming on before. I always simply, woke up after a seizure. So I'm on the freeway and I begin to feel strange. I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw myself fading out and realized what was happening. I glanced at the speedometer (70mph), then around me at the traffic. It was rush hour and traffic was on all sides! I glanced back to the rearview mirror at myself, and I knew I didn't have time to do anything, so I said aloud...Lord be with me...

I woke up with the paramedics talking to me, still in the crashed truck. Witness reports said my truck jerked right and shot through traffic off the road, not even touching any other cars. I left the road at a high speed, hit a downed log which launched the truck into the air and while the truck was in the air...I struck a tree passenger side, head on. This caused the truck to spin and then it rolled three times. I went in and out of consciousness, got life-flighted to the hospital. The same hospital that I just happened to be born at.

I learned that I had broken my back in two places and my surgery was real early the next morning. They had me pretty doped up but I remember thinking, well I guess the Lord wasn't with me, I know I shouldn't have been sinning with the girls.

After a couple weeks I was discharged from the hospital and a good buddy set me up in his house with his family a room to recover in. I was four months flat on my back recovering. During this time, my friends and family were helping me and TCB for me. Like, my brother went down to where the truck had been taken to and retrieved my belongings from the tow company. He snapped a couple pics of the truck while he was there. When I seen the pictures of the wrecked truck...it became very clear that the Lord had indeed been with me, because whoever wrecked in 'that truck' obviously died! Well I didn't die, so He was with me. I had four months to reflect on this.

I would have died that day if not for calling upon the Lord to help me. Not only did I not die, but I broke my back in two places and am not in a wheel chair! I walk on two legs, Praise the Lord!! I realized the close call and the Lord's mercy so rededicated my life unto Him again...and here I am 9 years later still walking with Him, still stumbling (Lol) and still getting back up again.

The way I figure it, I've been blessed beyond measure since then and the Lord has done quite a few things for me, some minor (so to speak) and some major. But those encounters are for different posts, lol.

I thank the Lord you are here!
 
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