Originally Posted by
buttslinger
It was the Fifth Grade. I know it was the Fifth Grade because that's the year we study World History, and there was a plaster of paris bas-relief map of the Mediterranean on a table, ...we'd paint all the different civilizations in different colored tempera paint on it as we studied them: Alexander, Phoenecia, Rome, etc. So I'm standing there by myself looking down on this table when I have a vision of God.
I say vision, I could say trance, there was no noise, everything was black and white and maybe a tad silvery, and time was kind of frozen, a little time-out.
There was a line, not an imaginary line, but an actual fine line super-straight that went super forward toward God. While I wasn't actually seeing it with my eyes, it was like I was seeing it with my eyes, and it was coming out of my chest to a point just below my eye-line. I had been drawing since before first grade, I was the class artist, and to me this wasn't Christianity, this was the future I was drawing toward. At the end of the line was God, and in my vision, He had a little picture in front of Him, or wrapped around Him, and it looked like the pictures you see in books of the ancient city of Rome, a hill with buildings and columns and trees, and it was drawn of like holy light and shadow, and I remember I thought this was funny. Below the line, there was a big mass of cloudy stuff, kind of like looking at the top of a big orb (??) and it had movement, the only movement in the vision, like the way the air looks from a floor freezer when you open the door and it hits room temperature.
Yes, it had an eternal feel, and it was like a memory, but I knew it was fleeting and I remember making two mental notes-
1) The RULE was...stay on the line and nothing would come between me and the future of all mankind. DON'T look down.
2) don't forget, don't forget.
The God in his Heaven met the hype, it was quizzical as well as powerful. And I can't imagine anything that could be better, it really was like a dream come true. But the cloudy mass was life itself, the loves, the fun, all your friends, family.....also all the pain and loss and heartache. So when they say you have to die to go to Heaven, that's one of those little poetic twists of words that confuses everything. Once I saw God I had no doubt, when the Eye of God looks at you, It's not love at first sight, it's first sight.
But this was pre-puberty, I didn't see that coming, and life is crazy, and God wraps Himself in a Dream to keep the Squares out.
To be a Man of God is way too hard for me, my wet dream would be to become a fairly good artist, and I can't even do that. So I know God exists, and that's what I'm saying here, but I'm not giving you my name and address. This pathetic attempt to explain God is a joke, but I'm not lying. If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe it, but I think I would have thought it is more rational that Jesus had made it all the way down the line...than a two thousand year old book was based on a joke that fooled all the great critics all this time. God doesn't have any magic power except salvation, maybe if I can quit wasting my time on HA I'll see God one more time before I kick.
I'm no Authority on God, but I can tell you the Bible is written backwards, and I absolutely agree religion ain't for everybody, and a moron with a Bible is still a moron. So cut me some slack and don't make me regret posting this.