But a decisive and wonderful day, Jesus came into my life with all His splendor. I had heard about Him, but did not know Him. To me, Jesus was perhaps another prophet, a great philosopher, but not the Son of the living God. The fact of His resurrection had no meaning to me. I didn't believe it, I couldn't understand it. Nevertheless, my heart was thirsty for God, the living God. I did not know where He was or how to seek Him, but my heart was craving Him.

As a Humanities teacher, I had been in touch with different religions of the world. I'd had in my hands the Koran, the Baghavad-Ghita, the Book of Mormon, books of Ramacharaka, Krishnamurti, Lobsam Rampa and many others. I had followed several Hindu gurus and listened to their transcendental teachings, but something was missing. Now I understand that what was missing was the truth. All those books are very interesting, some really beautiful, but they are not historically accurate, and absent of the true revelation of God. Later, after considerable study, I came to understand that the Bible is a very unique book. It is not a fantastic book of legends, as I used to believe. No other classic in history has had greater corroboration by historians, archaeologists, and even scientists over the years, although no other has been more criticized. Nevertheless, the more truths discovered, the closer the experts get to what is exposed in the books of the Bible. The lack of information, prejudice, and intellectual arrogance are the factors that move us to deny the importance of this sacred book. But I know it now. It all began with my genuine thirst for truth.

I had heard Christians say that Jesus would return again. This began to worry me seriously. Many of the Jews that walked near Jesus did not recognize Him as the Messiah. I was sure the same thing would happen to me. Finding the truth has always been a need for me, a matter of life or death, a priority in my life. Half truths have never made me happy, much less lies, and God, who knows even the most hidden secrets, listened to my heart and answered my silent clamor.

one afternoon, I was in my house in Humacao, meditating in what I had heard about the ending times and the return of Jesus. I did not know for sure how He would come. I thought maybe He would reincarnate. I did not understand at all the fact of the resurrection of Jesus, but above all things, I needed to know Him.

That afternoon, as I was meditating, a supernatural peace began to fill each corner of the room. A soft white mist began to fill the place. I closed my eyes to feel better that peace, and with my eyes closed, I felt an intense and pleasant light illuminating me. I began to hear inside of me a potent voice that repeated "JESUS IS ALIVE... JESUS IS ALIVE... JESUS IS ALIVE... "

My natural mind and my intellectual pride was fighting against what was happening to me. I began to think: "Don't be ridiculous! How are you going to believe that?" But the light is stronger than the darkness, and the truth is always more powerful than lies. ("The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it " - John 1:5) The true light of the world was shining on me to show me the way!

Suddenly, at a surprising speed, as in a fast motion movie, all the moments in my life in which I had offended God, came to my mind. The Holy Spirit was convincing me of sin. I began to feel a profound repentance deep in my soul, and wept like a girl who has been surprised by her beloved father in a terrible deed. I felt ashamed, I truly repented, and couldn't stop crying. At the same time, I began to feel the immense love of God embracing me. I felt the infinite power of God's forgiveness working a wonderful miracle of transformation in my life. Suddenly, the repentant weeping turned into a weeping of joy, feeling the love and forgiveness of my Heavenly Father. I began to feel as if a water hose was washing away all the filthiness I had inside. Outside, there were my tears. It felt as if a huge weight had been removed from my back. I felt lighter. Even my skin seemed softer, like that of a newborn baby! I felt as if had been living upside down all my life and had been straightened up at last! Everything was different in just a few seconds!

I opened my eyes and looked up, and right in front of me, floating in space, I saw the most wonderful vision! A luminous transparent face of a man, with long hair, beard, and moustache whiter than snow, smiling at me with the most tender, loving eyes I have ever seen. I know it was the face of Jesus, of the resurrected Son of God, in all his glory and majesty, still, sweet and friendly enough as to fill me with all the security, love and peace I needed.

I kneeled down, touching the floor with my forehead in adoration. Then, impelled by the power of the Holy Spirit, full of tears of joy, I said: "Lord, if you are alive, I give you my life. Do with me whatever you want." And it has been so. I have never been the same. I was transformed by the power of a loving God. A new life began for me, reconciled with God, born again of His Spirit.

I began to discover, little by little the wonders of living taking hold of the hand of Jesus. I could now say, like Job: "My ears had heard of you, but now my eyes have seen you" (Job 42:5). I had been blind to the spiritual realm. Jesus said once: "I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again" (John 3: 3). No wonder I could not see the kingdom of God! It was not possible! I had not been born again! But since that glorious encounter with my Redeemer and Savior, with the resurrected Jesus, with the one who is "the way, and the truth, and the life" (John 14:6), I began to live the most wonderful adventure.

Since then, l have been able to join so many others that day to day see the wonderful hand of God intervening in the small and big issues of life. (He has always intervened, it was I who could not see it.) Since then, I have witnessed like many others, the plentiful manifestations of the love of God, and the miracles and daily portents He produces for the benefit of people. I have witnessed astonishing interventions of the angels of God in favor of people in need. I have seen how much God loves us, and how much He wishes the best for us.

I know now that the real Christian life is not a religious Life, nor is it a boring Life. Now I know that the teachings and stories of the Bible are not fairy tales, but eternal truths that come to life every day and transcend to our times.

If you, like I used to be, are looking for the true God but don't know how to reach him, don't know where to find him, I invite you to pray with me:

"God: I want to know you. I have tried, but I haven't found you yet. I need you. Please, forgive all my sins and accept me as your son (or daughter). I surrender my life to you. If Jesus died for me, I accept his sacrifice as the only possible way of reconciliation with God. Because He is alive, because He resurrected from the dead, I believe He is God, my God and Savior. Thanks for your love, thanks for your forgiveness, thanks for my salvation. Amen."