Ever just wandered about life so aimlessly that your soul cried out for purpose. There’s a gaping hole! There’s a gaping hole! my soul cries. When i was seven years old I witnessed a stirring inside of me that begged for something more, so much more than my logical mind can comprehend (well as logical as a seven year old mind can get.) I yearned.. desired… craved.. but before I began to stir something happened.. the creator of the universe met me in my grandmothers back yard. why? because he wanted to. because he wanted to let me know that I was not alone. and in that moment nothing else existed. it was just me and him. I did not see him with my human eyes. and even then I was not aware what was happening, all I knew is I was experiencing something special.