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How I came to know God exist.

I want you to know about how I came to know Jesus Christ is alive. This is a republishing of my early blog post. If you read this it will start you on a series of blogs leading up to where I am at today. Just follow the links. 10/22/19.

In the fall of 2012 I had an encounter with God. It happened when I was out cutting down dead Ash trees. The tree I had cut with my chain saw would not fall down no matter what I did and in frustration, I put my left hand on the trunk of the tree and said these words: 

“Jesus, I do not know if if your Bible is true or not, but it says somewhere in it that whatever I ask for in your name you will do. Well Jesus, I need your help getting this tree dow . . . ”

That is as far as I got with my words. The tree, that I spent over an hour trying to fell down, suddenly began to fall over. I jumped back about 3 paces and at an angle away from the rear of the tree. Spun around to watch the tree fall and as I looked it occurred to me that the tree was about to fall on my Massey Ferguson 135 tractor. Without even thinking, I ran back to the tree with my arms out in front of me and said “Wait, wait, wait.”.  That was all I said.

The tree was about 80 feet long and I guess it would weigh in about 8,000 pounds. Maybe more. I never stopped to figure it out. But, that tree was nearly to the ground when it stopped moving in mid air, and began to lift itself back up as it returned to the upright position on its own cut trunk.

I was standing right behind the tree. Looking straight at it as it returned to an upright position. I did not think to move out of the way or nothing. I just stood there. Frozen in the moment. Not able to think of anything except how that tree just did what it did.

As I stood there thinking it suddenly dawn on me that I had asked Jesus for His help. The tree was lifted up by Jesus. And more importantly, Jesus was still there with me as I knew I didn’t lift that tree up and I had yelled wait, wait, wait so he must be waiting on me. So I got down on one knee, looked to where the tree was headed when it was falling, I realized it was the angle that I backed away to that caused me to think the tree was going to hit my tractor. From a position directly behind the tree where I was now, I knew it was going to fall right where I wanted it to fall.

I stood back up and put my hands in my back pockets, and speaking directly to the tree said the most stupidest thing I could say to the Lord. I said, “It’s okay Jesus, you weren’t going to hit my tractor.” And without a further word or action from me that big old tree just fell to the ground with a thump.