Encountering the Living God: My Miraculous Visitation from Jesus and Mary

My intention for this space is to share my personal encounters with God, Jesus, Mother Mary, and the spirit world, not as stories for fascination, but as sacred, transformative moments meant to reveal God’s love and the supernatural ways He intervenes to heal, guide, and transform our lives. Through these mystical experiences, I also provide practical teachings, spiritual insights, and guidance for faith-based personal growth, soul-level healing, and living a Spirit-led life. My hope is that these stories and lessons will inspire you to deepen your relationship with God, cultivate inner peace, confidence, and joy, and walk in purpose and wholeness, empowered by the Holy Spirit.

I’ve seen the spirit world since I was a child, and before this moment, I had heard God speak to me, in His loving, all powerful voice, on three distinct occasions. Most often, I hear God through the Holy Spirit, which I will share in another article. But there have been rare moments when I heard God the Father speak with unmistakable clarity, and each time, a miracle followed. 

The first was as a teenager, when He gave me a prophetic vision with clear guidance for my life. The next two were during rock-bottom moments in my addiction, when God asked if I was ‘done yet’ and ready to receive help, and then immediately removed my cravings for drugs and alcohol, and led me to a new path.

Today, I’m going to share a visitation with Mother Mary and Jesus that followed the same pattern. My life was changed instantly, and Jesus truly saved my life. 

I was lying on the floor, curled up in a ball, with tears streaming down my face. I was in one of the most intense battles with depression I had ever experienced. I had been under extreme stress for over a year, and nothing that I was doing seemed to be working. Suicidal thoughts plagued me daily, intruding like ghosts at random times, haunting and taunting me.

I had helped many people heal from depression, and I myself had experienced healing multiple times, so I struggled to understand why it wasn’t lifting. I felt abandoned by God, isolated, and alone.

I cried out to God in that moment, “Why aren’t you helping me?! I need You God! You are the only one who can save me, I cannot survive this anymore. Please save me. I’m so sorry I’m not strong enough…” 

“I’m here, child. Get up. Pray your rosary.” 

God answered me in that same clear, all-powerful, fatherly voice. 

Suddenly, I felt light flooding my body. I pushed myself up, sat  on my bed, and reached for my rosary. I paused, I didn’t know how to pray the rosary. But I obeyed God anyway. I grabbed my phone and looked up the prayers, trusting God’s direction fully. 

I stumbled through the prayers, and little by little, the excruciating heaviness and despair began to dissipate. My prayers were messy, but my heart was pure, the desperation of a rock bottom had ripped it open. 

I was fully awake and conscious when I first felt her. Gentle, warm hands covered mine, as I clasped my rosary beads. I looked up, and tears of relief streamed down my face as I gazed into Mother Mary’s eyes. Her love filled the room. Pure, maternal, unconditional. 

She said to me “My sweet girl, meet my son.” And she nodded, ‘trust me’.  

Up until this point, I had always felt closer to her than to Jesus. I believed in Jesus, but I didn’t really know Him fully.

She stepped aside and Jesus stood before me and took my hand. He was clothed in radiant white. His presence was unmistakable. His eyes held mine, I couldn’t look away. I had never seen eyes like that. Piercing, alive, all loving and all powerful, filled with mercy. I knew at that moment, this is the Son of God, King of the Universe. And yet, the love that poured from Him felt safer and more profound than anything I had ever known. It was tangible.

 I asked “Why are you here?” 

And He replied, “Sarah, my daughter, I am here for you. I am the way, the truth, and the life.” 

In that moment, I was shown a vision of Jesus the Christ standing at the gates of Heaven, welcoming souls home. All passed through Him, not as a barrier, but as the Way. He was fair, loving, and holy. Beyond Him stretched a breathtaking kingdom with sacred pathways paved with precious stones, radiant structures, rolling green hills. 

I genuinely wondered if I was dying and He had come to bring me home. 

Like a flash, the vision ended and we were back on my bed. Jesus and Mary were still here with me. Jesus continued speaking,

“You are mine, my child. You have always been mine. It is time to come home to the path I have for you.”

These words pierced my soul with absolute truth. Not mine as possession, but mine as family. Covenant. It was the truest thing I have ever heard. I had never felt that I belonged anywhere, and suddenly I was filled with the certainty of being chosen, rescued, loved. In that moment, I was made whole. My identity was fully restored, and I knew that I belonged, fully, as who I am in Jesus.

I had always believed in Jesus, but this was the moment I knew, beyond a shadow of doubt, He is the Christ, He is the King of Kings, the One who opened the gates to Heaven, my Lord and Savior. Which I almost couldn’t even believe, because I was the person that rolled my eyes the hardest and all of this religious lingo. And yet here I was, encountering God and this absolute truth. 

I could see in His eyes that He felt my revelation. I collapsed into His arms, and I cried tears of absolute joy, of relief, of repentance for not having known this all along, of gratitude, of happiness. I felt His arms around me, and the comfort of His embrace. He looked me directly in my eyes and said, “Trust me. Follow my lead.” And I replied with a whole hearted, “Yes.” I wasn’t sure where this path would take me, but wherever Jesus was leading me, I was all in, and still am today. 

The depression never returned, even though the same life stressors remained for a time. Jesus guided me to continue praying the rosary daily, and it has brought me so much closer to Him and Mother Mary. He gently led me in releasing spiritual practices that no longer aligned with His path for me, and slowly but surely, my life began to come back into order.

From that moment on, I experienced a supernatural peace and joy in my heart. Not a fleeting emotion, but a sustained connection with Him that has endured through testing and seasons of growth.

He also led me to watch the show The Chosen, which also brought me closer to Him and transformed my life. When Jesus saves Mary Magdalene in the show, He recites this line from scripture, and it was so close to what He said to me, and the moment He rescued me, I’m going to share it here. 

Maybe someone reading this will feel the truth and the depth of these words,

"Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine" Isaiah 43:1

Some people warned me that my spiritual gifts would disappear if I followed Jesus. Instead, they were purified. Through prayer and discernment, not fear, I learned what to let go of and what was meant to remain, and received new spiritual gifts in the process. I can assure you, Jesus still performs miracles. Mystical experiences still occur across the world. He is the living God, fully united with God the Father and the Holy Spirit. 

If you feel drawn to Jesus but hesitant about church or religion, I understand completely. I invite you simply to pray. Ask Jesus to show you who He truly is. Invite Him into your heart and trust Him to meet you where you are. Or, if you feel closer to Mother Mary, as I did, ask her to introduce you to her son. Entrust the outcome to God, and allow Him to reveal Himself in His way and time.

Thank you for reading what became a longer story than I intended. It felt important to include the details on this one. If this resonated with you or helped you in any way, I’d love to hear from you in the comments! And if you feel called to, hit subscribe or follow and stay tuned for more of my mystical encounters with Jesus, the Holy Spirit, heaven, and the angels, and the lessons I’ve learned from them! 

May Jesus Christ, the Way, the Truth, and the Life, surround you with His peace.

May Mother Mary cover you with her gentle protection and lead you closer to her son.

And may the Holy Spirit illuminate your heart with truth, healing, and divine love. Amen.