The way I felt over come by the Holy Spirit in my heart and I was so overwhelmed all I could do was weep. I cut myself off from Him in my addiction and when I got clean, it took weeks, but I hit my knees and begged to feel His presence again. The next day it hit me like a tidal wave. These days I can't sing praise and worship music at church without crying my eyes out, but in a good way. It's a hard feeling to explain but I consider it proof.