Have you ever seen or been looking into the eyes of CHRIST? You may think I am being daft but let me explain. Have you ever been talking to a minister or deeply committed Christian and had this feeling as they looked at you and smiled as you were talking that they knew everything about you? Have you ever seen this person look at you and nod their head and you know they know what you are saying?

And it seems that they cannot only relate to you pain inside, but you feel in your spirit, that even though you haven't told them, they are aware of your pain. Have you ever seen these eyes that sparkle and out of them come refreshing peace, love acceptance, inner joy contentedness, understanding, compassion, empathy and a total lack of any judgment whatsoever?

Not only are these eyes the most loving and most beautiful eyes you have ever seen, but they have a somewhat psychic ability. They draw you into themselves like a magnet and you feel that all you want to do is jump right inside of them, like a fresh mountain stream. The psychic ability comes into it because in those eyes you see a reflection of yourself. You can see a reflection of every bad thing you are doing and you know they know what you are doing is bad for you, but somehow they accept it and keep on listening patiently to your justifications.

You know they know the truth, and half way through your conversation, if they're a total stranger to you, you develop this intuitive trust in the person and you stop trying to keep the truth from them and start to be honest with them. Suddenly, being confronted with yourself, and seeing the unconditional love in their eyes you find yourself weeping openly.

It's as though you are looking at your Maker and Someone finally understands. It's like this stranger has watched you be molested, has seen you being raped by four men, and has seen you sleeping with girls and trying to find love and doing all the things you can to stay alive, and he still accepts you. Actually the more you talk, the more you share, the more you know that Jesus really does love you and there is hope. Because there is hope in this guys’ eyes.  You can see it. You can feel it. It's radiating out in front of your very presence. And you don't need to ask for any proof.

You don't need scripture to convince you of this man's words. Why he doesn't even need to speak. His presence is enough. You feel a little embarrassed about your nervous babbling and suddenly you are asking this guy questions. As he answers them, you feel yourself opening up to this person like no one else before. You find yourself asking for the answers  to all those questions that have been  troubling you.. It's as though God has said, ‘Okay son ask away. This man here has the answers for you..’

Sure, you're a sinner and if you were like me on one of my encounters with these eyes, you were worse then worse. You were sleeping with prostitutes, you were sleeping with other males; you were trying drugs, you weren't going to church and you were addicted to pornography. Yes, you were bad, and suddenly you are telling a Christian all of this.

And you know what? Jesus is the same as he was two thousand odd years ago when he met the women (prostitute caught in adultery). He has His servant tell you as your eyes are steaming with tears, "There's hope Matthew. Jesus loves you. He understands. Trust in him; cling to him and I promise you all will be right with your soul."

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He doesn't need to tell you to leave your life of sin. No. You already know it's no-good. He just taps you on the shoulder and winks. "You're okay Matthew."

Have you ever met a man who had the eyes of Jesus? Have you seen a glow in a person's soul that makes you feel like you have died and are looking into the eyes of Christ. I have. And I will never forget those encounters. Why is it that these special meeting have impacted my life so much? Why ?

They were just men. They lived on this earth like me. But somehow, I got the feeling they were only on loan to our world. It's as though when I looked into these eyes I could see the heavens and  all the answers to the universe in them. I felt that there was nothing I could ask this person, that they wouldn't know. It's amazing, but that was really what I was seeing. I was seeing in this person an entity that was all knowing. I was seeing God.

And these people. They knew everything about me. It's as though this person had been watching me all of my life. Now two of these guys I knew hadn't been following me around. And in the natural three dimensional world we live in, what I was seeing and feeling was impossible. These guys knew something and had a talent for something few people would ever encounter. They had an entity inside them, that was coming out of their eyes that could be everywhere at one time. And they didn't brainwash me. It was no trickery or witchcraft technique, they proved their knowledge by showing me times of my life that no person had ever witnessed. But someone knew, and that person was somehow inside these guys. The friend inside them, seemed to be omnipresent, everywhere at once, and another unique talent of God.

But they all had something that impressed me more. They all seemed to be empowered to solve my problems. They not only were there for me. They not only accepted and knew me, and seemed willing to help. But I knew no matter what my need was at the moment, that they could supply my need. Now, I have never needed money at the times I have met them. I have never needed help other then a kind word and the encouragement of one of these guys. But, since meeting them, I have known that if things got really tough, I could call them or see them and they could help. 

As a guy who didn't really have a connection with guys, these men were more then just men to me. They represented a God of unconditional love. But they were real. When I spent those precious minutes with their full attention, it's as though they plugged a power cord into me and let me download all of their hope. In them I saw answers. In them I felt that life was worth living, and I knew that one day I wanted a life like theirs.

Now maybe you are  shaking your head right now and saying that I sound whacko. How could this be so? Well I would like to agree with the skeptics. It does seem silly and unreasonable. And there has been many times when I have tried to write these experiences off to me being delusional at the time. But each time I question these wonderful encounters, I am reminded emotionally in my spirit of the awesome feelings that I experienced on that day.. 

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