| 
I remember. I could say, "I saw God," and someone would then say, "are you sure you saw God" I cannot prove to you that there is a God, anything I say will be questioned. Likewise, you cannot disprove God. Anything you tell me, why there is no God, if you could only experience it as I, only then, but you can't experience, because you only see with your eyes and believe what your small mind that can only think it's limited logic, not understanding that intelegence capable of creating all that is, is far greater than the logic of our small minds. Anyways - it is true that what I remember may only be my imagination. But it's my imagination and I have faith in it, even if it is only an iterpretation of an event that my mind could not comprehend. I looked down on the earth and I saw all kinds of terrible things, and I can't remember all the terrible things I saw except for the mushroom cloud, I will never forget the mushroom cloud as it bellowed up. An old man came up to me (who I used to believe was God, and later Jesus, and now I must admit, I don't know who he was) with a white beard, mustache, long hair. He gently put his hand on my shoulder and said, "It's time to go." I was devestated, it broke my heart. I couldn't make the tears stop flowing, And then he said, "it will be okay, everything will be alright." I have always remembered that. My life hasn't been to bad. I was born in America, the war ended before I would be drafted and now I'm too old. It has been alright for me. I don't know what to believe about that memory I have, but I don't believe you are an expert in this area either, but I do believe in God, not because I was taught.
"A fool says I know and a wise man says I wonder."
|