When I met Jesus that was a very special moment. I was invited by a friend who worked in a Vineyard Church to go on a special weekend with her. I had never seen people prayed for before by having hands laid on them. A woman became filled with the Holy Spirit next to me, at first I wondered if she was ill, but after a while I understood that she was not sick. I became curious about what was happening and decided to stay the whole week end.

After this I dreamt of people praying and laying hands on others. On the third night I dreamt that somebody was praying for me and a really bright light appeared which made me sit up in bed. I did not have a window in my bedroom so it could not be light from there. A presence of somebody was in the room and it felt just wonderful. I thought I was dreaming so I pinched my skin on my hand really hard but I was awake. It was for real. A feeling went through my body like when the sea washes the beach. Then I knew that this was Jesus so I invited him into my life. Then a voice came into my head and said that I had to sleep because I had to get up early in the morning. I tried for one hour but I could not sleep I had too much energy. I cleaned the whole apartment, washed the dishes, and phoned home waking up my mother in Finland, but I did not dare say anything then to her about my night.

I waited two days then I called home and told my mother about meeting JESUS. She said that I would get over it, but it is now three years later and that has not happened. At work they found out the first day that I had become a Christian and met JESUS. I told everybody and there were different reactions, some just said it was good, others took a step back and were just staring. I now have a hunger for knowing more about God and Jesus and the Holy Spirit, reading God’s word, the Bible, as much as I can.

1 John Chapter 3 verses 1-3