Your God Experiences

From: "Brent Nierman"
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Subject: religious experience

I share with you a very powerful experience I had this last year. It was a time in my life when I was struggling with and questioning my faith. Was there something better after we left this world? Or was this as good as it gets? Now, I was raised within a Christian home, attending church regularly, learning the lessons in Sunday school, saying blessings before our meals and at bedtime etc. I had always believed in God as my father and in Jesus as my Savior. That he had died for my sins so that I would be saved. So, you can understand the tremendous guilt I carried with me. I need to explain the events that led up to this trying time.

In 1993, I was 23 years old, single and just settling into a career. My job had good pay & great benefits! I really enjoyed what I did. The only bad thing was that I lived some distance from my folks. No matter what I did, I couldn't settle in. In early 1995, I felt the tremendous urge to be closer to them so I transferred to the area where they lived. I was able to stay in the same line of work and all was well. Dad just became semi-retired and we finally had the opportunity to really get to know each other as adults. Dad and I spent endless hours together fishing, hunting, having Bar-B-Q's and just hanging out. He was my best friend and life was great!

As I was settling in to my new surroundings, I met and fell in love with a beautiful young woman. She too was a Christian and had very strong family values. In 1997 we married. We both strongly wanted children and by Gods will, soon became pregnant. We were blessed with a beautiful baby boy on January 24, 1998. My Dad was so excited to be a papa. I saw a side of him I had never seen before. He completely melted when he held his first grandchild, my son. He was so proud of him.

On February 19th, 1998, the phone rang at about 3:00 a.m. It was a Deputy friend of mine. He said "Brent, your Dad has had a heart attack. We've been doing CPR for some time now but we can't revive him, I'm sorry." Dad died. Dad was 55 years old and according to the coroner, the healthiest body he had ever examined. The exact cause of death was a valve malfunction related to a common condition called "Mitro Valve Prolapse." To die from such a condition was just unheard of.

He got to be a papa for just three short weeks.

My faith was severely shaken. How could a loving God do this to us? What did I do to deserve this? What did Dad do to be taken away from his family so soon? These questions ran over and over in my mind for months and months. I became more and more depressed, failing to see the beauty in my every day blessings. Even failing to see the blessings themselves. I was surrounded by a loving family and yet felt so alone. What was I going to do?

A year and a half later, I was driving down the freeway listening to a new CD by "Jo Dee Messina" when a song came on that made me feel very strange. The song was titled "Because You Love Me." The words go like this...

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I don't know how I survived,
In this cold and empty world for all this time,
I only know that I'm alive,
Because you love me......

When I recall what I've been through,
There's some things that I wish I didn't do,
But now I do the things I do,
Because you love me......

And now that you're in my life,
I'm so glad I'm alive,
Because you showed me the way,
And I know now how good it can be,
Because you love me......

Oh and now that you're in my life,
Oh I'm so glad I'm alive,
Because you showed me the way,
And I know now how good it can be,
Because you love me......

I believe in things unseen,
I believe in the message of a dream,
And I believe in what you are,
Because you love me.....

With all my heart and all my soul,
I'm loving you and I never will let go,
And every day I let it show,
Because you love me.....

Because you love me.....
Because you love me.

I played the song over and over again, listening to the words & searching for the message. There had to be something to it. I felt so strange. I was subconsciously asking for help when suddenly I was overcome with something so wonderful I can hardly find words to describe it. Tears began to roll down my face uncontrollably. I was filled with warmth from head to toe. I felt something or someone there with me. What was it? Who was it? The song! That's it! The words, they were mine. But how? Dad! I felt him beside me. His hand on my shoulder, comforting me, guiding me, showing me what was important, just like he had always done. Dad was showing me the way back to Jesus through a song. The words were mine, from my heart. But, instead of being to my Dad, they were much deeper. They were shown to me by my Dad but, they were to Jesus! To my savior!

I knew then that Dad was alright and that I would be alright too.

Thanks to Dad, I am back on track with my relationship with God.

Thank you Dad!! And thank you for this site, giving me the opportunity to share my religious experience.

Brent.

NO problem Brent ... Thanks for sharing ô¿~

God Bless You Some More

 

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