When I was young and godless, a Christian prayed with me, I only got on my knees to please him so I could obtain food/blankets, hopefully money.
As he prayed, he began to pray in a language unknown to me, I suddenly before my eyes or some other way seen a naked man nailed to a Cross, he had long black hair and a beard, his body was that of a well formed man well used to work.
He was struggling in great agony, apon his head was some kind of garland of thorns, his body was dripping with sweat and blood.
All around him was darkness as if the sun was ashamed to show its light.
This vision would not leave me, suddenly the christian stopped praying and said to me.
"Can you see Calvary?"
This amazed me that the christian knew I was seeing a vision of His crucified Saviour and suddenly there was a sound like a mighty rushing wind and I was filled with a wonderous living influence , the joy and love I cannot put into words, this influence without a word spoken testified to my soul that Jesus died for my sins, that Jesus was alive, that He loved me.
I got off my knees and I knew wether I followed this Jesus or not I would never be the same again, I was a changed young man...
To this day I can bear faithfull testimony that Jesus of Nazerath exists, that He died apon the cross for mankinds sins and that He is wonderfully alive today!