My Epiphany

I was very young, preschool age perhaps, when I had my moment. Seated on the back step in the sunshine, thinking childish thoughts, an ordinary day, nothing to hold in a long time memory, when it happened. That child I was of long ago had a moment that was never to be forgotten. It seemed to emanate from inside my being. An aura of perfect peace and joy, a feeling of good surrounded me. It was as if the meaning of life had been revealed to me. There was no obvious reason for this, nothing I could see. Later on in life as the memory of that sensation warmed me, I would try to analyze it. Had an angel brushed me with her wing? Had God or Jesus stood in my presence? I never told anyone about my experience. What was there to say? A child’s tongue has no words to describe the wonder. I do know this, of all the thousand moments of my childhood, this is the only one that comes back to me along with all of the emotions it engendered. It was my epiphany. It was a sure realization that God is good, God is near and I am in His hands.