I do not link transcendental experiences to an omnipotent creator.  When I experience love or awe or wonder, there is immediate appreciation of the fact that I exist at all.  Some go to a personal god during these moments. I think of my ancestors. I think of human adaption and applied technology. I am filled with wonder for a universe that became self aware the moment our species was born. I think of the string of human and natural events that worked out in favor for my existence. I am joyful for knowledge. Knowledge of how solar systems develop and planets coalesce and for an understanding of the time required for these events to occur. I am humbled as I see my rightful place in nature, as a creation of it, with no particular significance other than that our species gives itself. At that moment of transcendence, there is immediate appreciation for how much our species understands about the universe and how much we do not understand.  Discovery is joy.  Joy is the destination.