It is almost impossible for words to describe experiencing God's presence, let me say that first and foremost. What I am about to state is not even close to truly relating what transpires. Please, share your feelings too.
I can only testify that there is a transformative clarity and focus in my heart, a sense of unity with existence, like being outside of my own life and time. I am not an 18 year old man, I am not a son, I'm nobody's brother, not a college student, not an employee, I'm not an SS Number, I'm not a guy, the writer, --- all normal means of identifying who and what I am are useless in those moments, there is seemingly no world, no buzzing pulsing towering world of highways and oceans of skyscrapers and factories and bombs and rolling wars, there is seemingly none of this, in those moments the world and time are overcome, transcended, a transforming focus and unity. The seeming disconnected events that connect the earth, the conflicts and trails of smoke and dust, the gunshots and gutters, The emotion isn't even happiness in the normal sense, unlike the happiness of material or even romantic success or even musical bliss, but a piercing and unnerving but all the while uplifting and soaring awareness of a gracious force, a holy presence, my God.
