As it is Christmas I feel to share a personal story of my recognition of the days meaning... I was in a private school in the 7th grade when I and about 30 kids, 2 teachers took a week long School field trip to Mexico on the school’s bus. A few days into the trip we had left Monterey Mexico and were headed further south on some rural highway to some mysterious destination. It was night and I was sitting next to my buddy Danny Mantle at the very back of the bus. As the bus driver turned down a moon lit country road I was staring out the window looking up at the stars and had my 2nd vision. As I was staring out at the night sky all of the stars in the heavens began to move from there fixed positions in the heavens towards one central point. The stars began merging together forming an out line of light, and then more and more stars would move into the outline filling it in forming a clearer and clearer image that was made of star light. The image became clearer and clearer until I could see it absolutely. It was the face of Christ made purely of stars. At that moment all of the background sounds of the buses motor, the kids talking and the music that had been playing all stopped at once… I was suspended in an altered state where there was nothing but my consciousness floating in absolute quite stillness and the image of Christ face up in the heavens, and then, a genital voice from inside me said… “I am always with you, wherever you go, through out all of eternity I am always there”. Needless to say I was stunned, was I dreaming, was this really happening, and yet the magical events of that night were only just beginning. A few moments later the bus was pulling off the dirt road and turning into a small ranch type compound. There were a number of little old adobe buildings and fences and there was a small adobe church or chapel. The driver pulled up in front of the chapel and parked. Without a single word or any direction from either the driver or the two teachers all the kids on the bus in absolute silence very calmly began to get off and walk in a single file into the old adobe chapel. Since I was at the very back of the bus I was one of the last ones off. I fallowed the other kids quietly into the little chapel and was stunned by what was happening inside. As I approached the doors to the chapel I could see inside the somewhat dimly lit 30’ x 60’ room lined with rows of pews, where hanging on the back wall behind the preachers alter was a large Spanish crucifixion of Christ. It was like walking into a dream. All of the kids were humbly sitting in the rows of pews and some were knelling at the alter, and everyone was crying. Was I dreaming? One at a time in an unspoken order the kids would go up to the alter, kneel at the foot of the crucifixion, break down crying and then a few moments later quietly walk out of the chapel. By some indescribable force within me as if I had no will of my own I myself was being moved as if pulled to take my turn up at the alter. I walked up to the crucifixion kneeled and looked into the face of Christ hanging there on that cross. My entire being was instantly flooded with overwhelming emotions and realizations. I broke down crying uncontrollably with tears of compassion and sympathy. In the flash of an instant every negative thought I ever had in my entire life up to that moment flashed before me. Every thought and feeling of anger, fear, doubt, competition, hate, revenge, rage, confusion or distrust flashed before my minds eye in an instant like a movie being played in fast forward. In milla-seconds my mind reviewed every negative thought and feeling I had ever had and then an overwhelming flood of spirit and divine energy of compassion and forgiveness flooded through my entire being. I was flooded and filled with the energy of love and forgiveness from what I can only describe as God. I cried and I cried as all this emotion flooded over, through, around and out of me. I was being held in the compassionate arms of Christ at that moment and my entire being was being washed in the spirit of Gods love. Then the same quite voice came again saying… “I am always with you, wherever you go, through out all eternity I am always there”. A calmness washed over me, and then a stillness, and then like all the other kids that had been kneeling there before me I got up and quietly walked out of the little Mexican chapel and went outside and sat on the steps of the nearby Ranch House and looked up at the stars to ponder what had just happened to me. I had by no intention of my own, but by a divine mystery just been “born again”. - I was 14 years old.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 20:01:57 +0000
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