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The story of how I saw Jesus

I want to tell you one story that I still remember as if it all happened yesterday. It was several years ago. I was on vacation with my family, but I had to fly home the next day, back to my city. That evening, I said goodbye to some relatives and went outside with my sister. It was already nighttime.

We were walking home, and suddenly something made me stop and look back, up..

I raised my eyes — and saw a human figure..

He was just standing there, slightly sideways to me..

I don’t know how to properly describe what I saw. He was incredibly beautiful. An amazing, soft light emanated from him. He seemed to glow with gold, but along with the golden light, there was also an incredibly pure, snow‑white light in him. It seemed that every part of his body glowed in its own way.

I looked at him and couldn’t take my eyes off him.

I even feel that he didn’t show me the full extent of himself. Perhaps if I had seen him in all his glory and beauty, I simply wouldn’t have been able to bear it. He seemed so beautiful to me.

And at that moment, I felt a mixture of surprise, fear, happiness, and some incredible feeling of love.

I felt a love that cannot be properly described in words..

I was so shocked that I fell to my knees and started crying..

My sister didn’t understand at all what was happening to me..

I asked her:

— Do you see him?

She looked at me in bewilderment:

— Who? What are you talking about?

I pointed upward:

— Jesus. There he is. But she didn’t see him. Perhaps at that moment he revealed himself only to me. I kept crying, kneeling. And then I got up and saw that he was gone. My sister and I went home, and I was still crying.

I felt such an incredibly pleasant sensation that it’s impossible to put it into words. You can’t even imagine how wonderful it was.

I cried for about another twenty minutes and asked Jesus for forgiveness for every sin I had committed.

When we got home, I sat on the sofa and started crying again — even harder.

It was probably the most pleasant crying I’ve ever done.

And suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I didn’t see it, but for some reason I felt it with my whole heart: It was Jesus..

After about a few minutes, I stopped crying..

Later that night, I went with my grandfather to a beautiful place. There was water, pleasant coolness, and silence. I sat and just thought about what had happened..

I couldn’t think of anything else..

This moment changed my life dramatically..

Before that, I had also been a Christian. I prayed, read the Bible, and believed in God. But somewhere deep inside me, I still had doubts.

After that night, they simply disappeared. And they never came back. He didn’t say a single word to me. But despite that, I think I understood him. I understood more through what I felt than I could have understood through thousands of words spoken.

Probably, someone among you will say now: “It was a hallucination,” “you imagined it,” “you’re sick,” or something else.

I can’t make you believe what happened to me.

I’m just telling you what I experienced myself.

And for me, it was absolutely real.

Since that day, I’ve had one dream.

I want to see him again.

Only next time, I don’t just want to watch.

I want to go up to him and hug him.

-Henry