The Light of Jesus:
One evening in Sierra Vista, Arizona, 1985, Pastors Larry and Hermina Deason invited Bob and Amy Bates and Pam and I over to their trailer home for dinner. It was a nice evening with a surprise attached.
Following Hermina’s great dinner we all retired to their front room for a little conversation and music. Pam and I were often asked to bring our guitars and tambourines whenever we socialized.
Near the close of the evening, just before making ready to head home, someone suggested a little prayer for closing a wonderful evening. Wonderfully, such was not God’s plan.
Shortly after we started praying, I began to notice a warm, friendly, almost yellowish/golden light starting to form before my closed eyes. The light gradually became brighter and increased in its brightness and warmth until I thought someone was playing around, being silly and holding a lamp right up to and in front of my face.