From Judaism to Jesus Christ — Part Three
My Miracle from God
by Nancy Goldberg Hilton

Two days after my frightening experience, we drove to Page, Arizona, for a boat trip to Rainbow Bridge. For some reason I was very anxious to get there — in fact, I felt a sense of urgency.

After two and a half hours the boat finally turned into a side channel and arrived at the dock leading to the bridge. I was the first one off the boat. The sight of this magnificent, naturally formed bridge was thrilling. I was amazed at its height and beauty. But most of all, I was happy to feel a sense of peace come upon me. I felt safe there.

I walked under the bridge and up the small hill beside it. I found a place to sit and rest. I was so tired that I soon fell asleep. When I awoke, I felt water on my face. I stood up and realized I was in a rainstorm. It began raining harder and I was getting soaked. I looked around and could not see anyone else; I was alone.

As I walked under the bridge I heard one loud clap of thunder. It shook the earth. The sound coursed through me and I felt a great change enter my whole being. My mind was instantly opened to understand the things of God. All my feelings of darkness and evil left me. I instantly accepted the reality of God’s being. I knew that His Son was Jesus Christ — a person whose love reached out to me in that time of personal crisis.

He was truly my Savior in that moment. All thoughts of my past trials faded and my heart was filled with wonder, compassion, peace, and love. I stood in the rain, not feeling cold or wet, but free from darkness and at peace. I was filled with a spirit of joy that words cannot describe.

I did not see anyone, yet I felt a strong and powerful connection to God and His Son, Jesus Christ. I remember feeling one with them and everything around me. It was as if the world was in perfect unison and everything was in order — God at the helm. I was experiencing a miracle from God.

The Lord Jesus Christ gave me a new life in that moment. His Spirit reached out to me in love and awakened a suppressed memory of who He was. I did not fully understand, nor did I ask why this knowledge was given to me; I was content simply to feel the connection to God. Once again I knew that this connection had always been there, but the knowledge of Him and His beloved Son had been hidden or blocked. Now it was flowering and blooming, and I wanted it to continue.

I did not want to leave that place — I wanted the feeling of peace inside me to remain. But soon I felt I must return to the excursion boat. The experience was brief, but its effect on my life will last forever. I had been gone for two hours, but to me it had been just a moment. In that moment my whole life changed. God had touched my soul.