Mar 6, 2019
Have you ever had an experience so special you hesitated to share it with someone who might not believe?
In the mid-1970s, I worked for a company in Knoxville selling to grocery stores, campgrounds, etc. My route often took me to Chattanooga where one of my customers lived who was also a Christian.
We would often share our views and testimonies. One day, after he had shared a beautiful Spiritual experience, without thinking, I said, "Wow, is that for real?"
He instantly turned away and tartly said, "I don't share this with everyone because I know they won't believe, but I thought you would!" But we were fine, I apologized and explained that it was only a reaction and I didn't doubt his word.
The following article is about a vision I have previously shared with only a few who I thought would believe.
In 1996 during an incredibly stressful situation my personal and home life were crashing, and there seemed to be nothing I could do.
I was depressed, and Satan constantly taunted me by suggesting that if I would just aim my car into a concrete abutment it would all soon be over.
I knew Satan was a liar so there was no chance I would ever do that, but he always attacks our weakest points.
Even those closest to me were not aware that I was encountering one of the lowest points in my life.
Our problems and troubles always seem worse at night, don't they? One night in the wee hours, awake and leaning against my pillow, suffering from what I now know was still another brutal satanic attack, something happened that totally changed my life.
Suddenly I was sitting in the drivers' seat of a large truck; it had been in an accident, and everything around me was in small broken pieces.
The windshield was gone, broken glass and large shreds of sharp metal were dangling from the ceiling and scattered all around.
Observing my injured body, I said, I must be dead! Then almost immediately a well-dressed man calmly opened the smashed passenger door and stepped up to the truck.
Reaching through the debris, without saying a word he caught my hand and I miraculously stepped through the rubble and out the passenger door.
As my new friend and I started walking, I began to sense or feel something astoundingly wonderful, and the farther we walked, the more powerful it became.
After about 50 yards, we reached a large beautiful opening where the presence of God was so overwhelming that I could hardly stand. What I experienced next is impossible to express accurately.
The Spiritual presence, incredibly beautiful colors, and music that pierced my entire being, were so stunningly powerful and ecstatic they would have normally been unbearable.
I was overwhelmed by feelings of peace, joy, love, sense of well-being, and total acceptance. The emotional and Spiritual healing powers were beyond what I thought possible.
Repeatedly bathed with wave after wave of blissful sensations of love and total acceptance, I was powerless to move.
It seemed longer but perhaps only five minutes or so when my friend silently indicated it was time to go, and we quietly walked side by side back to the front of the wrecked truck.
Then the vision abruptly ended, and my friend, who I am now sure was an angel, was gone, and I was again sitting in bed, aware of my surroundings.
I was trembling uncontrollably, my heart pounding wildly, and with the vision replaying in my mind, I audibly asked; "Does this means that I am going to be killed in a terrible accident?"
And a beautiful Spiritual voice answered, "No, I just wanted you to know that I love you, and for you to experience the healing power of my love."
The healing was permanent! I was laughing and talking with my co-workers again. They all knew a little about my stressful situation and knew something had happened with me and wanted to know what had brought about such a change.
I would only smile and say, "everything is okay now." But everyone knew something was different; I wasn't just helped, I was healed.
I didn't tell them what happened because I was concerned that they wouldn't understand. The experience was so beautiful and powerful I didn't want to take the chance of someone not believing.
The personal problems in my life did not change, and the things I was so anxious about happened anyway, but I was okay because this miracle from God had brought total healing.
God had given me this vision as a token of His love. And it did more for me than a truckload of pills by totally and instantly curing me of suicidal thoughts, discouragement, and all signs of depression.
I had witnessed a small sample of God's healing power of love, and it is one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.
It was so powerful that I would have knowingly gone through a real truck wreck and even death just to have this experience again.
When I think of the Apostle Paul's actual visit to Heaven, I can understand how his Heavenly visit was so magnificent that the only reason he would willingly return to earth was to finish presenting God's message to the world.
Twenty-five years later I can still remember that experience in detail, but only now understand how much it changed my life. This vision, and a couple of others, are greatly responsible for the establishment of this ministry and website.
I would never again doubt God's reality or wonder about His healing power; it has given me faith for the countless times I have prayed with others.
Even now when troubles and depression try to return all I need to do is to recall that vision and the healing powers return.
No matter how discouraging things become, or how trying the circumstances, remember that nothing is impossible with God; the healing power of God's love is enough to overcome them all.
Jesus loves you,