Everytime, I will always think back to that moment of that night.
I can’t see anything or have the strength to do anything.
I just remember people holding me.
Hands upon me.
Someone pressed their head against mine.
Voices of people seeing His praise over me.
In that moment, God is tangible.
Truly, I never have felt His presence stronger than that moment.
I can never say that God doesn’t exist.
Because in that single moment, I felt His love and grace and spirit lavish over me through those He placed around me.
In that moment, I will always remember being held in God’s embrace.