First and foremost, I would like to thank you all for sharing your stories with me, that means a lot. Now let me return the favor, by telling you my story. A little bit of background information about myself, I am a preachers kid, so automatically, people would assume that I would believe in the name of Jesus. That would be incorrect. With the amount of stories told to me when I was a kid about Jesus, the amount of Sunday School I went too, the amount of church youth programs I attended, with everything in my life surrounded by a Christian upbringing, I DID NOT KNOW WHO THIS JESUS WAS??? My thoughts and opinions at that time was, how can one tell you stories of a man that claimed He died for our sins, and tell you that you have to believe in Him, or you will perish. Why should I believe in someone that I don't even know or didn't even meet??? These were questions that went through my mind at the time. Why,why,why??? Something happened to me at the age of 13, something that changed my life. To make this portion of the story from long to short, Jesus revealed Himself to me, in a form of love, and forgiveness to my family, because something, got a hold of my stubborn heart, that I did not wish to forgive my family for, but eventually, I did. When I forgave, Jesus's, aura or whatever you want to call it, surrounded me, as if He was there to comfort me at that time. Right then and there, I knew that there is a being out there, that was there at that time, to comfort me, and something of that great power, exist in this world, but "feeling" His presence wasn't enough, I had to see who this being was, who was this that was there to comfort me. So I began a long journey, to search for this being Jesus, it took me 3 years to find this being, and let me tell you something. He tends to show up when you are at your lowest point of your life. My dad was in the hospital, a man that I highly admired,and loved, and he was about to be taken from me. He had a heart attack. I prayed to whoever was listening out there, to please save my father. I have never prayed so hard in my life, I prayed so hard, and mind you, this was at my church, where my dad stands at the altar and prays, and preaches every single Sunday. Jesus revealed Himself to me. And let me tell you something brothers and sisters, it is EXACTLY how they describe it in the bible when you meet Him. "That at the name of Jesus, every knee should bow, of things in Heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth." Phillipians 2:10) "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you" (Matthew 7)"You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your Heart." Jeremiah 29:13) The magic word here is "Seek" lets just say, He said everything will be alright. My dad healed up within a month, and my encounter with Him, I will never forget. Well, how can you forget something like falling on your knees and bowing aye, hahaha. That's my story, believe it or not, He is ReaL alright. Seek Him out, that's what He wants you to do, to know the truth, to be saved, and loved for all times. THank you for sharing, He comes to us in many shapes and forms, we just have to pay attention