Bible Passage: Rev 1:18
What made that moment unique of course, is that I met someone who I couldn’t see, who died, and yet was somehow tangibly present in that room, in my heart, and in my mind. Since that moment, I have experienced this same Jesus speaking to me, guiding me, providing for me, healing me, leading me, comforting me, and changing me from the inside out.
Today, I celebrate this truth with millions of others who have met this same Jesus and worship him today. But why? Can I truly know that Jesus is real? Are my experiences authentic?