One Sunday morning I was alone in my bedroom getting dressed, when suddenly and very quietly I had a vision. I didn’t know it was a vision at the time—I just knew something supernatural was happening. I was aware that I was sitting in my bedroom. I didn’t go into any kind of trance, but it was like I could see myself sitting in a chair—much like a dental chair—and a man dressed in white was standing beside me.
The man told me to open my mouth, and when I did I could see a black tooth. Then my whole body became transparent, and I saw black roots going down through the trunk of my body and down my arms and legs. Next the man reached in and pulled out the tooth with all the roots, leaving holes all through my body. After that he told me to watch what must happen, and he started packing something in those holes until they were completely full. (I didn’t know until much later how significant that part of the vision was.)
Finally, I was told to open my mouth again, and there was just a healed area where the black tooth had been. I was ecstatic. I thought the vision meant that the deliverance I had been asking for had taken place while I watched the removal of the tooth. What a relief to have this over with!
I wish it had been that simple and that instantaneous. But for the moment, I was so thrilled that all I could think about was finding Jack and telling him what had happened. One heavenly, blissful night, just rejoicing in the Lord, was spent before the bottom fell out spiritually the next day. I can’t even remember what initiated it, but before I knew it, I was emotionally as tormented as I had ever been. It was like the last eight years came crashing back upon me in an instant.
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