Richard Boucher

To start, English is not my primary language, so I apologize if there are mistyped words or grammatical errors. Growing up, my parents taught me what truly matters. To build a personal relationship with Jesus.

The heart of men is fragile and easy to corrupt, but those who stand with the Lord anchor their souls into Him like the roots of a tree, unshakable. There are two times that we met face to face. This will seem impossible, but the first time, I wasn't born yet.

There was a place of light before my coming. I was very small. Everything is white and bright. In my surroundings, there is a very long table, as we see in a wedding, with a white tablecloth. Then, a moment after, three men are walking towards me. All three have the type of clothes that shepherds wore in old times.

In my soul, it seems that I know who they are; the one in the middle is much more intimidating. His whole entity is shining with light. As they got closer, I saw their size, then I panicked and hid under the table. Jesus raised the tablecloth and looked at me. The calm and the peace came to me instantly. "Don't be afraid,” He said as He took his hand to reach out to me. At this time, I wasn't formed yet and wished to reach out to Him back. Doing so is the last thing I remember.

This is what I thought was a dream, but it never left me until I found out. My mother, years later, told me that she spoke to God during my birth, and she told me that I was named after my father because there were complications at my birth, and I was not breathing. The umbilical cord was wrapped around my neck.

Then she promised God that she would bring me to Him. And she did, God was always with me since then. He was my superhero. My very first word was Abba, which stands for Father. There is much more to say, and the time is so short. The second time is the one that changed me forever. If you like to hear, I'll keep it for later.