God came into the room and spoke too me

I was in chronic pain and full of hatred, I hated almost everyone and everything and blamed everyone else and the world for my problems and I didn’t believe in God but if he existed I hated him. One night I was laying in bed in my parents bedroom in pain, despair, discomfort all of the sudden he was there God was right in-font of me. I didn’t see anything but I sensed his presence somehow. It was unmistakeable undeniable, the whole room was full of this sparkly energy feeling like joyful lightning all around the room and a concentrated presence right infront of my face. Again I saw nothing but I can tell you that I knew he was there just like I knew the bed that I was laying on was there. I sensed that something very important was happening. Now back in that time of my life I would analyze people and pick them apart in my mind and look for their faults so I could amplify them to make me feel better about myself. I tried to do this with this being infront of me and he sent information back too me, like he was downloading information into my mind. I didn’t hear anything he didn’t speak I just all of the sudden had the information he was sending too me. First he allowed me to understand how much he knew. He knew everything his knowledge was seemingly unlimited far and wide and deep and high he was wise beyond any of my comprehension. Now I didn’t know what he knew I simply understood that he knew seemingly everything. Than he allowed me to understand his power. He could destroy me and annihilate me in a way that one else could, he could rip me cell by cell if he so chose. But before I could be afraid the third and final thing he allowed me to understand was his love. He loved me with such a rich powerful intense yet gentle love that the only love I could compare it too was the love of my mother’s parents. my maw maw and paw paw who I loved dearly and they loved me as well with a sweet love. I felt so comfortable in his presence. Like I was sitting on my great great great great grandfathers lap in a rocking chair and he was rocking me. He loved me so much his love was as intense and immeasurable as his knowledge and power. Than he began to speak. It was almost as if he was clearing his throat. It’s important for me to say that at this time in my life my family thought I was mentally ill, but I was adamant that I was not. But when I felt like this being/God was making sounds in my head I thought to myself, that’s it im crazy im hearing voices im schizophrenic and immediately I hear a loud NO!! It sounded like thunder in my head. And I payed all the attention I could to this being. He than said and I heard in my head “you have come very far my son and you will go further”. Than I felt this sparkly feeling in my stomach and the storm of his presence that filled the room like a gas came together and formed a ball. And the ball flew out the bedroom window and went away and away and away up into the sky until I couldn’t feel the intensity of his prescence anymore but I knew he wasn’t really gone just the intensity of his presence was. And I knew right than and there that God is real the Bible is real and Jesus is real. And I knew I was in trouble and immediately started reading the Bible and studying it.