stories of spiritual experiences

I decided today to sit out in front of Borders and trade drawings for stories of spiritual experiences.  I heard three stories today. Here they are...

Bridget- I grew up religious.  I decided I didn't agree with what my religion said.  I tried praying.  It didn't work out.  I concluded God exists, but he doesn't love everyone.  He doesn't love me.  It was a dark time when I thought God didn't love me.  Empintess in my heart.  I became physically sick.  I broke down, most vulnerable.  Jesus walked into the room and put his arms around me.  I felt the hole in my heart fill up.

Brae- I was smoking DMT.  The bowl was just out of my reach.  My arm detached from my body, grabbed the bowl, returned it to me, and I smoked the bowl again.

Ian- It was probably one of the most profound spiritual experiences I have ever had.  It really really just showed how I've gotten my life... in a way I've never experienced before.  Like, I fell in love with this girl.  We had been dating for four months already, the first girlfriend I had ever had.  We were both Christians and really living lives for Christ.  Focused on Jesus.  It was really awesome.  It was going well.  And she shared with me three or four months into our relationship a lot of things were really hard to hear.  It was almost like everything, the way I had grown up, like the mistakes I had made growing up almost made what she had to say to me worse for me.  As far as her past with boyfriends and stuff she had had before.  God had... I gave it to her no doubt, she is a new creation in Christ.  I couldn't see that.  I was really torn up about what had happened and like why it happened and why it caused me so much pain.  And so much that I had to leave college, I was a freshman in college.  I had to go home, because I couldn't do anything.  I went out to this creek by my house, probably three hours out there that day, crying out to God.  I couldn't understand why.  It was really really painful.  I had been through a lot of painful things, and that is by far the worst I had ever felt.  That day, over the course of those three hours, God changed my heart completely.  And it was weird, I know it was such a miraculous supernatural experience because it was nothing that I could have done on my own.  Because I tried (or maybe he said cried).  And I couldn't.  And it changed my heart in such a way that I didn't care what she had done and what had happened.  I could not get my self to love the things that led her to Christ.  I couldn't.  Loving myself to hate that.  You know because it was through those broken experiences she developed that relationship to Christ.  And I could... I journaled it all out and talked to some of my friends about it, about how... They were pretty shocked too because they had seen me in pieces.

I might try again trading drawings for spiritual experiences.  Off to tai chi for now to see Steve Ross, the wise, the humble, the strong, the meditative, the selfless.