I can almost see it now. A woman running into her village shouting, "I have found a man! I've found a man!' What was new about that? This very woman had very partial to men, had been married four or five times. Her reputation never seemed to cause her any difficulty in finding a new replacement man when she felt the need. 'This man is different from any I have ever met - He told me all about me. Come on, everybody, I want you all to meet Him. He is a prophet - no more than that....' She ran around shouting and calling out until everyone finally came out of their houses to see this man, and hear Him speak. And, as she had said, no one spoke like this man. He told stories that made you feel that heaven itself had opened and God Himself was nearby. Life would never be the same again. This little sleepy town had had an encounter with Christ.
If we truly have an encounter with Christ, nothing will ever be the same again.