Here is a post I made about that encounter many Passovers ago..
Many years ago I attended an evangelical Christian church to view a showing on the life of Christ according to the gospel of Luke. I had been raised in a fairly strict Roman Catholic home, though I was not Christian at the time, and I did not know Jesus - at all. I was in a particularly hurting and broken state then, feeling like a total failure in my life and quite hopeless following, among other things, the breakdown of my marriage subsequent to multiple miscarriages, including the still birth of the child I had gotten married for. I had quit the church half my life-time before this. In fact I was quite set against organized religion, and could not be said to be partial to the Bible in any meaningful way, and yet I was curious to know Who Jesus was, even as I was running from God in rebellion and defiance. I consider myself to have been very lost at that time from my present perspective, but God knew exactly where I was.
During my short time at that church to see the movie (which was being shown in two parts over two Saturday evenings around Passover), and attend a couple of Sunday services, I experienced a Divine intervention/encounter which has become part of my personal testimony.
At some point after watching the movie, I experienced an entire body, mind, and soul experience of God's infilling, being bathed in the Light of His unconditional love and forgiveness for me, and all I had done, realizing all the ways I had messed up my life, all my failings, failures, and mistakes, was seen within His absolute knowledge and understanding of how and why I had become the person I was, illuminated in the Light of His unconditional love and total forgiveness. I felt the fullness, strength, and depth of His love so profoundly, I wept uncontrollably, because I also felt so broken and lost and beyond redemption... and most of all, I felt unworthy.
Though I cherished in my heart the experience of knowing I was loved and forgiven by God (which probably went a long way to saving my life at the time), I did not believe in "that" God, and went on my way from that life-saving experience thinking it was too bad it happened in a church. I had begun a spiritual seeking phase, and carried on in that for another fifteen years, until God once again revealed Himself to me and clearly called me out of what I was doing with another profound and earth-shattering divine intervention, which completely turned my world upside down. Still, even after that clear calling out, my stiff-necked stubbornness was so set against religion, the Bible, and Him, that it took another year following the calling out for me to lay down my opposition and fully surrender my life to Him.