The following is merely my own personal experience and not proven.
Back when I was 16, and Baptist, I was going through an especially rough time. I went to church with my mom one night. At the end of the service they had a “laying of hands” on the sick, including my mom. Everything about that felt wrong to me, so I stayed sitting in the very back of the church. Ignoring whatever was going on in the church, I instead pleaded and begged God to show Himself to me. To let me know he was still there and wasn’t going to leave me alone. Suddenly, I felt a strong large hand on my left shoulder. It was immensely calming. I sat back and after a moment it went away. Once it did, I quickly looked behind me to find what I already knew; no one was there. I feel that was the Holy Spirit.
OOOh isn’t that the best when He presents Himself to you for your need not any other . thanks for sharing
God bless
littleone
I never had such a grand experience again until I began attending Mass. The grand wonder of emotions I feel at this time can only come from God. He never left me.