I must admit I had a similar spiritual experience: I went to a wedding last year in rural Hungary and I knocked back a big slug of Palinka. Not the legal 40% stuff, but your bathtub brew at maybe 70 or 80%.
Suddenly I knew there was a Devil. This was no ordinary jolt, but an intimate personal experience with Beelzebub himself, complete with the burning fire in the bowels.
Explain that, you atheists.