JESUS: My Friend When I Was A Child

I will add some context to the last post.

When I was a child, Jesus used to appear to me.

I remember it up to the age of about 6 or 7, right up to my First Holy Communion, or afterwards.

It was the best feeling in the world, his presence and appearance.

I never knew why he appeared to me, he just did, and I loved it. 

I never forgot it, I just believed it was normal for everyone, and over time believe it or not, I displaced the experience and lost belief, and became an atheist.

Then during one of the hardest and most testing moments of my life, at aged around 28, I came back round to my experiences and beliefs and began to remember things, and how unique and beautiful and special they were, and how with this, with Jesus, my lovely friend and teacher, my lovely guide and protector, further experiences have been second to none.

I never try to push my beliefs onto people.

Don't care what your belief's, athiest or other, but as long as someone is safe and respectful, normal, it's good.

When I returned to my faith and relationship with Jesus, I met oppositions, some necessary, some not.

I can only vouch for the fun and excitement Jesus brings into my life, and for that, I think people, all people, miss out.

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Nice Chilled Song:

Johnny Cash - The Man Comes Around