In the summer of 1998 I had the opportunity to meet The Creator face to face. Yes, I know, that is something that people have led us to believe is impossible, but after experiencing it first hand I learned that their opinion was not the truth of the matter. There really is a Creator and he is still alive today and it is possible to speak with him.
I can not say that the circumstances under which we first met were pleasurable, as I will explain how it came about later The thing that has bothered me the most since I first met him was how to go about relaying it to the public, since we had been lead from infancy on up to believe that such a meeting was impossible, let alone to live to tell about it.
I found the entire scenario to be a hard one to swallow and I found the things that he was telling me to be hard to believe. I presume at the time I would have felt better if it would have been merely a dream because he was telling and showing me how we had all been deceived into committing the gravest injustice of them all. I had a hard time coming to grips with the notion of such an graven injustice being committed on a global scale for centuries.
Needless to say the first thing I done was to question my own sanity. But there he was showing me over and over in one fashion after another how I was not crazy or dreaming, and that it was real. After months of him proving things to me, I finally came to grips with the reality of my experience.
I remember one of the first things that I said was; ‘Okay prove it to me, make the mother of my children have big bosoms’. Well surely enough they grew. Yes, I know that was a stupid thing to ask for, but then I never even considered it to be possible. After all I thought that I had just been dreaming or I had lost my mind. But after I found out that it was real I stuck to more innocent proofs, after all that could have just been a coincidence. So I ask when the next earthquake and stuff like that would occur… Needless to say they happened where, when, and of the magnitude that he said they would, even with the outcome that he stated.
So I ask him about this person and that person and surely enough I found everything that he said to come to pass just as he said they would. Everything from whether it will rain this day or that day to the names of the individual trying to sneak into America that day.
I would have to say that doubting Thomas had no doubts in comparison to my doubt. It took months and months before I came to accept the fact that I was not crazy and that he was real. I presume that in between all of the things that he had shown me and after frying more remote control and electrical devices then I care to even think about, I had to accept the fact that something happened to me that day that was unexplainable. I presume that I came to understand that fact after I ruined all of my battery operated watches and my family took the remote controls away from me because every time I touched them they would not work any more.
I honestly got scared at first, I thought I was losing my mind but then I could not even walk past electrical transformers without them exploding. This bazaar electrical effect lasted for about three months after my first encounter with him and being caught up in the spirit. It took about three months for me to admit to myself that something did happen that day which changed my life forever and that it would be impossible for me to ignore everything that he told and showed to me.
After I came to grips with the situation at hand, I sat down and wrote a letter about two inches thick and mailed them to the twenty four religious leaders that he said to send them to. I wrote the things that he said to write and I wrote about some things on my own. I did though; I wrote about things regarding their lives that only they would know and the things that he said to write. I figured that I would be getting back a letter from those religious leaders telling me that I was crazy or that I was wrong and that they would at least pray for me.