Ironically, I don't read the bible, yes I've used it, and read most of it as a child, but go on what I know as fact. I've worked with scientists and I also believe that science is fact. I also believe that we are not the only planet around with life. I love old history and palentology, I"ve seen fossels of early man/woman, apes, whatever, I'm just saying, that I believe in heaven, and heck, and I've seen the evil one/devil whatever you want to call him.
This is my story: I was born to a woman that was an alcolhic, not sure of the spelling, anyway, I spent most of my early years in foster homes, my Mom said they were babysitters, but I didn't get to spend much time with her till I was older. She had an apartment in SE DC, a small one bedroom and I had to sleep on the couch, not separate bedroom or even a single bed, just a couch in the living room. We lived near Bolling AFB, and there was a large window in the room that caught all of the moons light when it made an appearance. My Mother was not religious, but I kept a bible by the couch, as it was my salvation, as Jesus was basically the only one I could count on. I was around 10 years old and sound asleep on my couch, when I was awakened by a touch, I turned on the lamp that was on the end table, there in the moon light was a black shape, not trully formed, like smoke, flat, not three demential. I looked thinking, well it was just a reflection of something in the room. Then it started to form, and move, it had the head of a lion, the hands of a monster with long claws, and a dark cape, it's mouth was opening and closing, it was advancing towards me and I was petrified. Please let this be a nightmare, but no, no matter how many times I opened and closed my eyes it was still there, moving ever so slow towards me. I grabbed the bible on the end table and ran screaming to my mothers room, only to be told, go back to bed. As I slowly walked back to the couch clutching my bible, it was gone. I slept with that book all that night, and I've never forgotten that the evil one exists. Science tells me that if evil exists then so must good, Iv'e never seen Gods face, but evil wanted me that night, and the good one saved me, for this I am grateful. We all have our visions, whatever they might me. I can only tell what I have seen and experienced in my lifetime. I'm sure others have stories as well. We all believe what we know to be true to us, even if it sounds crazy to others. I'm brave enough to tell.
