I will say that I’ve only once in life experienced an event that some might call
extraterrestrial, though in my mind it was more demonic in nature. Mind you, I’ve only experienced this
once. I’ll share the story with you all, and also the end result which resulted in my salvation.
I’d say I was approximately an 11-year-old boy and was visiting my grandparents in South Carolina while my parents were on vacation together. They lived in a fairly remote area out in the country. My grandfather was out of town for the night on business, so it was just my sibling and me. I had just gone to bed and was not yet asleep when suddenly the bedroom door slammed shut. It startled me badly and I got up and wedged some shoes in front of the door so it couldn’t happen a second time.
A couple minutes after the door slammed shut, and while I was still laying in my bed freaking out over the violent manner in which the door slammed shut, I heard three loud knocks on the window behind (and beside) me. I turned and saw a skull (like this
) in the window. The skull had no body and no words were spoken by the creature. I was shaking and attempted to scream and no sound would escape from my voice. I even was pinching myself to see if I was dreaming, which I clearly wasn’t.
I immediately got out of my bed and ran across the house to my grandmother’s bedroom. I brought her back to the bedroom with me and I recall her commenting that I was shaking almost uncontrollably. I attempted to tell her about what I had just experienced and she looked out the windows of the house and said she didn’t see any cars or ever even hear any noises from outside. I told her I thought it was something satanic and I wanted to be saved and never see anything like that again. She shared the plan of salvation with me and I said a prayer and accepted the Lord that very night.
Thankfully, the creature disappeared and I’ve never experienced another event like this in my lifetime. To put the picture into perspective, I was sharing a bedroom with my brother and we had twin beds. Separating the twin beds was an antique chest, with the window behind the chest. There was nobody else home at the time and the nearest neighbors lived probably at least a 1/2 mile up the road. Interestingly enough, my brother literally never woke up during any of these events. He was out cold the entire time. Also, there were no trees near the window that could knock it as a result of wind, and the window was elevated enough that it would take someone on a small ladder to reach up and knock, unless we had a giant NBA basketball player running around the area knocking on windows.
It’s now been over thirty years since this incident in my life, and I can still recall it with vivid detail. On a couple of occasions, I’ve even asked my grandmother (who’s pretty elderly now), about this incident and if she has any explanation for it. It’s been a few years since I last asked her, but her last response was poignant and settled the matter for me. She said something to the effect of: “Maybe God allowed you to see evil because He knew it’s what would lead you to accepting that the Devil is real and you needed to accept Him as your savior.” I believe she was right.
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beings seem to like to use this topic to divert attention from their accountability to God. "What about aliens on other planets?" They ask. My response is simple: "So what? How does the existence of aliens change our accountability to God?"
