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My friends and I have started this tradition of going to the base of this water tower in the middle of the night that overseas the entire town.  One night we were talking about how we wanted a moment where we knew God was there.  The very next night my friend and I were there and suddenly felt a presence.  It could only be described as a blanket of peace and that we could sense God was sitting between us.  We did not even need to say anything.  We knew he was there.  Both of us then sat in silence for two minutes and each came out with a phrase that God was telling us.  I did not directly hear a voice I just envisioned him and the same words kept appearing in my head.