A man had come into our classroom begun talking about why he believed in God and how he had come to believing in Christ.
As as he spoke he began to wander and talk of God’s miracles and how he thought God was so great and mighty, and at this time i felt as if i was really paying attention to the point in which i was so immersed i had started to forgot the things around me and what was happening. His words and what he was speaking of seemed to take me to another place.
The place in which i felt i was floating and little things such as what a friend said last week that may have been bothering me or not being invited to a party, none of that mattered because i truly felt that God was present and telling me to listen to what this man had to say. This place was so special to me because of how i had been feeling that week and where my head was at. I had been feeling mellow and things seemed to go by in a blur that week until that man began to speak and reminded me of what’s important and somehow release me of what was weighing me down.