What is the most unusual religous experience you have had?
103520
Now how do you really know that??? Mine is when my SIS came back to tell all of us kids " In differ Houses " that she was in heaven and to go on with our lives she was Happy and NOT sick anymore and she looked very good ... "she had Cancer" and was only 12 ... I had finally felt at peace ...
1025531
No, but I touched an electric fence with a piece of metal, and I think I had an out of body experience.  It was crazy!
617036
I think the power of prayer is tremendous!\nI myself had a very similar experience!\n18 years ago May 9,1988 at 1:32 pm I had been doing laundry and my three yr old daughter kept insisting I stop what I was doing and make her lunch.Finally I said ok.I made her a sandwich and a cup of juice.I had them in my hand and I heard the most ungodly sound coming from the living room.My newborn son was in there in his baby basket.I step around into the entry and I saw him,his face was a bluish redish black .his eyes were starring upward and white foam was coming out of his mouth.I knew it was crib death and did not know what to do.within seconds I was screaming and begging God not to take my baby from me. before he was born,my dad had bought several items for the baby.this included a set with comb brush etc and there was an ear syringe in it.It was as though I was standing in a corner watching all this take place.I had Ben in my arms running to the bedroom and I saw myself get that ear syringe and suctioned out his mouth and then again.Then I blew into his face.He screamed loud as he caught his breath.I called a neighbor,and my voice was gone she barely could make out what I was trying to say.When I said the baby's dying she knew then it was me.We lived 70 miles from the doctor.She drove us to the doctor and we were told the Baby had been in the second stage of crib death and we were very lucky!No one will ever convince me that God wasn't there that day!
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Well I was at a voodoo ritual for my 1st time and had drank quite a bit of Malibu Rum. The voodoo priest was telling us that at times people get possessed and fall out. At the same time I was going to lean against a tree and had my hands deep in my pocket. Well, I missed the tree and couldn't get my hands out of my pockets to stop my fall. There were a lot of people there so of course I was very embarrassed. This guy hops over to me and yells "Are you possessed?" which added to my embarrassment. I finally got up and had dirt and leaves all over the side of my face. Pretty funny as this also was being video taped which I didn't know.
729408
I've heard of this, but don't know of 1st-hand examples.\n\nthe best part? you get to explore spirituality on your own terms, yet within a solidly self-responsible framework. It's quite beautiful and liberating.
421946
At the age of nine, with a magic show gone horribly wrong (in my case) at a local Baptist church.  I had the numinous belief in the supernatural that all kids have through contact with such beliefs from the society they live in.  Then I saw a guy mystifying children with simple sleight of hand tricks and extrapolated from there, which I am sure wasn't what the pastor of the church intended at all.  It was a life changing moment, though I did not really know it.  I had decided to throw off the shackles of the mind that are required by religion and embraced logic, reason, and science as my "holy" trinity.
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I have been on both sides of this issue. I was raised to believe, but rationally I could not except the idea that God was the judgmental insecure fruitcake my religion portrayed him as.\n\nSo I stopped believing.  Then this happened to me.\n\nSeveral years ago I had an unusual experience concerning an uncle, a distant relative who lived over a thousand miles away. \n\nWhile driving my car I suddenly felt the unmistakable presence of this relative that I hardly even knew. He was more like someone I had heard about than someone I knew. It was very strange; it felt as though I was momentarily lifted right out of my physical body. I seemed to be suspended somehow beyond space and time, bathed in a love so intense It felt like I could have just disappear into it at any moment if It would have let me. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it seemed to last forever at the same time. I realize how crazy this must sound. The experience was so strong that at first I was afraid I was loosing my grip on reality. I finally managed to chalk it up to an over active imagination.\n\nThree days later I got a call from my aunt telling me that this uncle we are talking about had gone into a coma and died the day I had the experience. It felt like ice water had been poured down my back when she told me this. I had lost any real ideas of God or faith and had become somewhat of an atheist. Needless to say this experience caused me to rethink some of the conclusions I had come to. \n\nI feel blessed to now understand that even in our darkest confusion something loves us so much that it went out of its way to assist me and bring me back to a state of absolute certainty about Gods love for us.\nDuring the experience it seemed like there was a vast amount of information that I was somehow allowed access to. One thing that I came away from this experience understanding beyond any shadow of a doubt was that any Idea that God is unhappy with us or would judge or allow us to be punished for any reason is simply impossible. \n\nI can’t explain the love I felt with words. They simply don’t make words big enough or complete enough to do this. The only way I can begin to convey this love to you is to say that there was simply nothing else there. Nothing but love. No hint of judgment, no displeasure of any sort. It is as though God sees us as being as perfect as we were the day we were created. It is only in our confused idea of ourselves that we seem to have changed.\n\n I hope this is of some help to you. Good luck. Love and blessings. \n\nYour brother don
864219
Did something happen to make you believe in God?
1060711
Nope.  That whole "thou shalt have no other gods before me" thing is kind of out the window.  Not that I ever had any spiritual experiences in Christianity anyway.
1086514
As a child the chandelier used to swing from side to side, and the radio would turn on by itself in the middle of the night.\n\nOne time on a camping trip I was walking back from the bathrooms at that moment right between day and night and I saw someone walk across the front of the site and stop behind a tree. So I figure one of the people is going to jump out and try to surprise me, so I pull out my flashlight, walk up to the tree, turn on the light, and there's no one there.\n\nOne time I was alone in a house, and I felt a presence. I looked at a mobile hanging motionless, and said, "If there is anyone else here, make the mobile spin." The next moment, the mobile began to spin.\n\nOne time I was driving into Ponca State Park to set up a large camping gathering, and the sides of the road were lined with spirits. All standing there, clearly visible to everyone, calmly welcoming us back.\n\nOn another camping trip, we felt a spirit near the bon-fire. We had a ring of 40 tiki-torches around the bonfire. It was a still and windless night, but all the tiki flames near the spirit bent in. One of the people in the circle had a fancy camera. After the campout she went to get the film developed, and all the photos from before the visitor turned out, but after that all the film was blank. She took the camera in to be repaired. The repairman asked if she'd been in a nuclear power plant. All the innards were fried from electromagnetism\n\nMy grandmother died while my niece was in utero. After my niece was born, she would look up at areas where no one was standing, and laugh and giggle. We all knew that she was looking at gramma, so we never showed her any pictures. Finally, at about a year old, she could speak, and my sister showed her the family photo album. My niece picked out her photo and said, "That's Old Gramma."\n\nI do spiritual healing with singing bowls. I play the bowl in someone's hand, and feel the vibrations as they extend through the person, and can tell them where the vibrations are and what they're doing.\n\nI used to work with a Reiki master who could tell people many details about their lives while we were doing our energy work. Very specific things\n\nOne time on a camping trip, we created a psychic link which allowed us to keep tabs on each other without needing those family band radios.\n\nOne time, while engaging in on-line activities, a witch and I played a game of "where am I touching you" and we were able to correctly identify where and how the other person was touching from thousands of miles apart over IM\n\nFor a while, a friend and I maintained a karmic connection, and sometimes I would smell something, and call her up, and it was exactly what she was smelling.\n"Did you just make cookies?"\n"Was the dog just breathing in your face?"\n"Did you just disinfect something?"\n\nOften times when I'm driving, I'll see someone walking who doesn't look as several cars go past, and I'll look at the person, and they'll turn to look as I approach. Whereas people with the person (the ones I wasn't looking at) don't turn.
455529
Near Death Experience. Usually results in a change in behavior/beliefs.\n\nI've had one before, so, yes.
3289
I had a hard time believing it but I was holding hands with a friend of mine at a prayer group and the leader spoke in tongues and then my frind started speaking in tongues as well!!! I have to say it freaked me out!!!
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Yes, I was raised Catholic and converted to Wicca when I was 21.  I had become increasingly unhappy about some of their theology and will be honest the way the sex scandal was handled was my last straw.  At that point I still did believe in Christianity.  But when I searched for the sect that mirrored what I thought I read the bible more and more and things just didn't make much sense any more. Then the more I read and looked the inconsistencies and contradictions jumped out.  The OT horrified me beyond belief and I couldn't understand the shift from the OT to the NT, it was as if God had a personality transplant.  Then I began finding out the changes that had been done to it, stuff taken out, re-written, gutted, etc.  and my disbelief grew.   The end finally came while I was watching George Carlin, believe it or not.  When he did his skit about how God and Santa sounded about the same, I was floored.  I sat there as that played through my mind and it made sense.  My faith officially died.  After that I read the books of many faiths from around the world.  Wicca matched what I believed best and my journey ended with it.
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Here is an awesome site for you on this:\nhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Near_death_experience
114905
I have sensed the voice of God, but not heard an "audible voice". It has been a still, small voice that is more of an impression than anything else. And, it hasn't happened in about 20 years for me. The times I remember it happening were very good and peaceful experiences and not "weird" or anything. Nothing fell down from the sky, there were no bright lights...just a peace and the sense of being communicated with from something quite holy and beyond normal experience. It's something to keep private in one's heart, I think.
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Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. This is my part testimony. There is far too much to tell it all... it needs a book! \n\nMy first meeting with God was aged eight, I met Him inside a coma lasting months. I awoke, because the ambulance transferring me from one hospital to another, hit a bump in the road. I didn't want to be here, I just wanted to go back to the place I'd just left. \n\nA place, that was like no other place I've ever known before or since. Where love, and peace and joy, is so complete and pure, it affords us all the answers to all the questions, that you never knew you'd asked. It makes everything about us whole, and there is no feeling like it. Nothing in this life can ever match it. \n\nIt is the most non-judgemental love, forgiving and accepting, enveloping and safe, and without anybody telling me, I 'knew', I just 'knew', this was heaven, and I was in the arms of my Father, God. \n\nYet no one ever spoken in my home of God. Because, as I would learn much later, my dad was a serious atheist and mum was excommunicated from the Catholic Church, for marrying out. Religious believe, was a serious no go area in our home. \n\nI already had a happy disposition as a child, despite being bullied at home by older siblings. But, that first meeting with God (of many more since) would ensure, not only that I kept my optimistic and trusting nature, throughout many more varied and serious personal trials to come, it would afford me Faith... that would last forever. \n\nYou see, though the 'place' visually faded from my mind's eye, though the physical world intervened again and hurt me often, God allowed me to keep the 'vivid memory of the feelings' I had on the instant I awoke. In effect, He afforded me, the 'memory of the reality', which is, far more real to me, than anything in this sphere to this day. \n\nIt did and does, still afford me the personal knowledge and certainty of God's existence, of His love for me, of His constant protection, of an invisible shield, that stays around me forever. And I have never doubted since, though believe me, there is a power that tests me, to try and make me doubt, always trying to destroy my faith. But it never will. Though it never misses a trick. \n\nI am no one special. This shield is also yours to share. \n\nMy second experience of meeting God came through meeting Jesus, at age thirteen years. I was to discover exactly what the trilogy meant at a very young age. It was when I was asked by a friend to take her place teaching under fives at Sunday School one day, because she was away. \n\nI had never been to sunday School, let alone understood what the heck it meant. But I went in and did what she had said to do, read the nativity story to them from the bible, then let them draw a picture, then gave them stick on stars. \n\nBut I was troubled, I didn't think I was qualified to do what I was doing, I felt a burden of responsibilty for the children's hearts, what if I had done it wrong. \n\nI went home and pulled out the Bible that I'd never really read before (free school edition, supplied to all of us by the Gov back then) because, my Catholic Bible argued too much with C of E version when we had to do RE in class and read aloud. The teacher got fed up and was unable to answer my myriad questions about the differences. And, not least, I could not, would not, reconcile an angry old testament God, to the loving God I'd met. I was a rebel. \n\nSo, I stared at thirteen to read the story of the birth of Jesus, and I got caught inside His entire life, then through the whole of the New Testament, I couldn't put it down. \n\nIn between, when I had reached the crucifixion, I was on my knees in tears, wanting to be there, wanting to prevent it, angry, hurting, because this wonderful man had done such wonderful things and loved, even inhis dying, he forgave. \n\nAnd this man suited my heart, he felt as I felt about everyone,
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Several years ago I had an unusual experience concerning an uncle, a distant relative who lived over a thousand miles away. \n\nWhile driving my car I suddenly felt the unmistakable presence of this relative that I hardly even knew. He was more like someone I had heard about than someone I knew. It was very strange; it felt as though I was momentarily lifted right out of my physical body. I seemed to be suspended somehow beyond space and time, bathed in a love so intense It felt like I could have just disappear into it at any moment if It would have let me. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it seemed to last forever at the same time. I realize how crazy this must sound. The experience was so strong that at first I was afraid I was loosing my grip on reality. I finally managed to chalk it up to an over active imagination.\n\nThree days later I got a call from my aunt telling me that this uncle we are talking about had gone into a coma and died the day I had the experience. It felt like ice water had been poured down my back when she told me this. I had lost any real ideas of God or faith and had become somewhat of an atheist. Needless to say this experience caused me to rethink some of the conclusions I had come to. \n\nI feel blessed to now understand that even in our darkest confusion something loves us so much that it went out of its way to assist me and bring me back to a state of absolute certainty about Gods love for us.\nDuring the experience it seemed like there was a vast amount of information that I was somehow allowed access to. One thing that I came away from this experience understanding beyond any shadow of a doubt was that any Idea that God is unhappy with us or would judge or allow us to be punished for any reason is simply impossible. \n\nI can’t explain the love I felt with words. They simply don’t make words big enough or complete enough to do this. The only way I can begin to convey this love to you is to say that there was simply nothing else there. Nothing but love. No hint of judgment, no displeasure of any sort. It is as though God sees us as being as perfect as we were the day we were created. It is only in our confused idea of ourselves that we seem to have changed.\n\n I hope this is of some help to you. Good luck. Love and blessings. \n\nYour brother don