Asked about 'A God moment', I went back to my earliest memories of `faith´ to answer.

 

When God takes care, or it seems so.

Long ago: I was in Greece, diving, and had a surprise meeting with a shark. While I have no problem with lack of oxygen or panic having mind-fooled me, god said that I should relax and not use my harpoon. While such a "visionary experience" would be nothing but a dream in itself, God's words were in tune with reality, the shark did not try a test-bite, no other danger showed up. It was right not to let fear for my life make me go violent. Underwater, I would not have stood a chance against a shark eager to attack aka eat me.

I wouldn't insist "that was God!" at all, but I did come up with some punchline of having the unfair advantage of KNOWING that God exists, so I by God's decision, was not only saved but freed from `having to believeﾴ (in absence of factual knowledge).

It is also, why I consider animals as much being a soul than human beings could, if not more so. They ARE, or I am deluded to think so, part of the same God's creation & masterplan. IF there is a God and has a masterplan including us. The complexity of God being the only known "being" that could be dead or even could not-exist, until God reconsiders, is the sort of mystery I am not too fond of. I keep it simple, faithful little wreck I am.