A Quiet Moment

I went to a yoga class yesterday and had the most incredible encounter with Jesus. It wasn't a "Christian" class. There was no chanting, just super athletically hard, which is what I've been looking for. But the prayer flags were hanging all around and the statues and candles, etc, like a little temple. It is still so bizarre to me that Jesus would meet me there. My sister said maybe it's because it's an atmosphere of belief. The rest of this city seems so overshadowed by a spirit of disbelief, which seems to dampen God's voice to my ears. 

I'm not suggesting that I'm suddenly open-minded or believing in all religions. I believe that Jesus is the only Savior. Just wanted to share my experience.