Glimpses of Reality

I had a supernatural experience last night, so I feel I should testify for the benefit of other people.

I’ll lay some groundwork first.

Sometimes I see strange things at night. Some are clearly supernatural, but I’m not sure about others.

Often, especially when praying in tongues, I see things through my closed eyelids. Sometimes a little flash of light will go off, as though a tiny star were appearing for an instant. Once, I saw something like that heading for me, and it entered me. I saw it before it got to me, and I saw it go in. My eyes were closed the whole time. I saw the object, but I never saw myself or the room.

Manifestations like this are supernatural. There is no room for doubt.

I have also had the sensation I could see things around me in my dark bedroom. I would feel I could dimly perceive my dresser or TV, or the light that comes in through the glass panes on the bedroom door. I thought it was possible there was a natural explanation. Maybe old eyes don’t close as tightly as young ones. Maybe I thought my eyes were closed, but they were slightly open at the outer corners.

Last night, I woke up at 3 a.m. I was lying on my back. I prayed. I started getting the feeling I could see things through my eyelids.

I closed my eyes tightly and moved my hands in front of my face. I could see them. I only saw dark shadows, but I was sure I was seeing them. When I moved a hand from side to side, the shadow moved the same way. When I moved it up and down, so did the shadow.

Maybe I was just seeing shadows because the room wasn’t completely dark and light was coming through my eyelids. I needed to find out.

I put my left hand over my eyes and repeated the test with my right hand. I still saw the shadows. I literally saw through my left hand, over and over, in the dark. It was unquestionably true.

To make things weirder, the ability to see through objects wasn’t persistent. Sometimes it went away for short periods, and I couldn’t see anything.

What was happening?

The Holy Spirit provides gifts, listed in the first book of Corinthians. One gift is discerning of spirits. Many people think this means sensing that a person teaching doctrine is inspired by a false spirit. I don’t think so. There is also a gift called the word of knowledge, and it would cover smelling out false doctrine, so why would you need a separate gift? Also, we know that Spirit-filled Christians often see or otherwise perceive supernatural beings and objects with their eyes, and none of the other 8 gifts listed in the Bible cover that, so it would make sense for discernment of spirits to cover it.

I discerned the shadow of my hand; no doubt about it. “Discern” is precisely the correct term.

A long time ago, I fooled with designing 3D video games. A game called Duke Nukem 3D offered a program that allowed people to build virtual gaming arenas. The game itself contained creatures and objects that looked more or less real, but the design program was not like that. It showed an empty, gridded space, and when a person added things, they showed up as frames that looked like they were made of wire. To see the completed game environment, you had to finish the program, and it filled in the frames.

I think the universe works the same way. The natural world is superimposed on the supernatural world. I believe that if I were blind in the natural world yet sighted in the supernatural world, I would still see people and objects, but I would only see their supernatural parts.

In all likelihood, I saw through the veil of the natural world last night.

I believe a person who prays in tongues grows in the spirit and becomes more and more part of the supernatural world. The natural part of him, and its earthly interests, become less important to him. This is how Christians should be. This is why Jesus criticized Peter for savoring the things of man and not the things of heaven. Peter objected the crucifixion, but Jesus knew it had to be allowed to happen.

In the natural, being crucified was a very bad thing. Natural people love their earthly lives. They say stupid things like “YOLO,” they use juvenile terms like, “bucket list,” and they think the fleeting victories they get here are very important. To such a person, being murdered in early adulthood would seem like a catastrophe.

To a man-God living in the supernatural, familiar with the delights of heaven and well aware of the tawdriness and worthlessness of earthly success, crucifixion would look different. It would look like an opportunity to save billions of beloved children from hell, escaping this unpleasant, disappointing world and the problems of the flesh in the bargain.

I think that because I’ve been watering my spirit through prayer in tongues for a long time, my spirit has been growing and overcoming my flesh, like a tree growing in a crack in a granite cliff. A growing tree can shatter rocks and push them aside. I believe this is why Jesus compared the kingdom of heaven to a tree.

I think I see things through my eyelids because my eyelids are flesh, and my spirit is becoming stronger than my flesh. I can close my physical eyes, but I can’t close the eyes of my spirit.

The veil of the temple represented the flesh. Behind it, the holy of holies, where God was present in great power, represented the supernatural realm. Outside was the natural realm. I think God is thinning my veil.

The veil also represents a woman’s hymen. The earth is God’s uterus. We are his unborn babies. When we die, we do what babies do. We go from a world of darkness to a world of light. Why would a baby have to pass through a hymen? Women who have had sex have no hymens. I suppose we have to go through the veil because we were inseminated by God, not men. In the kingdom of heaven, we are probably virgin births.

We say Jesus was born of a virgin, but that’s an oversimplification. Mary was a virgin with respect to men. She was not a virgin with respect to God. He impregnated her. My dad impregnated my mother, and that caused the birth of my body, but no man could impregnate my spirit. Only God could do that.

This is what I feel is coming to me at the moment, so I haven’t sat down and tried to find fault with it.

For years, I’ve felt that my mind was in conflict with the Holy Spirit, striving for control of me. For example, when I’m enjoying the presence of God, it’s hard for me to remember words and use the full power of my reason. I have to stop to think clearly. I suppose it makes sense that if the mind of my spirit would battle my natural mind, the eyes of my spirit would try to subordinate my natural eyes.

I don’t know what the purpose of the gift is. I hope it increases so I can see things clearly instead of looking at shadows.

I suspect that visions take place when our spirit eyes take over. My visions happen when I’m waking up or going to sleep, when my flesh isn’t ready to resist. At such times, it must be easier for my spirit to take control.

I had a vision the other day. My wife and I were in bed. I had been telling her I felt she needed to stop looking at Facebook so much. Everyone knows what it is to feel rejected when a companion chooses to Facebook for long periods instead of talking to the person he or she is with. My wife has looked at Facebook for periods as long an hour when we were in the same room, on our honeymoon.

The vision came as I started to fall asleep. I saw my wife dressed for bed, walking away from me with her back turned to me. She was standing in the bed, but her feet were on the ground. She passed through the bed as though it weren’t there.

Days later, she was in bed with me, dressed the same way. I started caressing her arm, expecting to talk and share affection, and instantly, she sat straight up and started staring at her phone. It was as though she had instantly forgotten I existed. My hand fell off of her. I realized it was exactly what I saw in the vision, except that she was not standing. She was in the same place, facing away, wearing the same things.

I think I may have seen my wife’s spirit in the vision. In real life, her body stayed beside me, but in the vision, her spirit went away from me.

The vision was helpful because when I told her about it, things changed. She started leaving her phone in the hotel when we went out, and it made a tremendous difference. Before she cut back on Facebook, I felt like Patrick Swayze in Ghost, trying to get Demi Moore’s attention.

I know God wants her off Facebook, because he gave her a dream which made it clear, and he gave me a vision. I got off in 2015, if memory serves. Never missed it once. Satan uses Facebook to manipulate people and keep them in his herd.

Before television, people talked to each other, and when television arrived, many people complained bitterly about the way it killed human interaction. Smartphones are much, much worse. No one ever walked down a busy sidewalk, holding a television and staring at it, ignoring friends and loved ones. Go to Youtube. Pick a video of a busy street scene. Choose it at random. You’ll see dozens of pedestrians walking while glued to their phones.

Anyway, it was startling to have a vision and then see it come true the same week.

I guess it will be hard to get to sleep for a day or two, because I will lie in bed covering my eyes and trying to see my hand in front of me.