Posted by FaithFulJW [FaithFulJW] on November 07, 1999 at 08:13:19 {zExURjw8QAtAeCFwQfe.NGKwq73NbY}:
In Reply to: 12/26/92:SIGN SON OF MAN posted by Did it happen? on November 07, 1999 at 05:58:12:
The Holy Spirit Within
I began my walk that day, on the month of Manasseh 4th, on day seven, of the Year of our King Jesus, 83, with out much of a care. I thought "I'll just climb that hill up north and be quite and alone where I can pray to Jehovah out loud." I like to do that because it helps me to focus on my conversation with Him.
It was necessary to walk about 5 miles from where I was, so I began my hike. It was quite hot that day and, although I knew better, I did not take any water with me. By the time I got to the top of the hill I was pretty dehydrated but I could take a short cut to a place where I could get some water. "No problem," I thought. So I began my prayers to Jehovah, while I was sitting on a large rock. I heard something behind me and as I turned a bright light stopped me. I held my hand up before my eyes and a voice from the bright light made me to understand that this was my Lord Jesus. He told me not to look at him. But I am a very stubborn man and I looked anyway. I was struck blind and on the ground I cried out to Jehovah and Jesus to please forgive me I was sorry. A touch came on my shoulder and I was lifted up. Much was discussed that day. I came to understand many things. I told my Lord that I did not mind being blind because I got to see him in his glory. He said that I would not be blind for long but that I would have a lasting memory to keep as long as I was here in physical form.
I could tell I was alone again. I prayed to Jehovah very much. I did not know how I was going to get down the hill. It was very rocky and had cactus all over it. I still could not see anything. As I was crying my eyes were being washed with my tears and slowly I began to see light. As it came back the colors were all distorted and slowly they begin to be recognizable as the colors that I knew. I started down but it was slow going and I was so thirsty. I stumbled into a ditch and there was an old shovel lying there. I picked it up and identified a certain cactus known for its moisture content. I stabbed down a couple of times until I had it opened up wide. Scooping out the wet pulp I sucked greedily. I was still very week and sick to my stomach. I began walking towards a business establishment where I could sit down and get something more to drink. I had a lot to go over in my mind to sort this out. Most of what was said to me, by my Lord Jesus, I'm still trying to figure out.
My poor wife! When I got home I did not know what to tell here. She already thinks I'm nuts, claiming to be anointed anyway. So I lied. I admit it. I told her I looked at the Son...errr...I mean the sun. Needless to say that did not go over very good either but it did not get me a trip to the mental hospital. My eyes have healed except for a very small hole in the dead center of my eyes. The image of my Lord is imprinted there, when I close my eyes I see him in all his glory. The bright light is always shining there. I only have to close my eyes to see him, to talk to him. He is inside me. He told me that his holy spirit would be there and I could communicate with him at any time. I'm never alone now; I'm never in the dark now, not spiritually or physically.
FaithFulJW