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Healing
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When I was very young, I stood behind a door
and overheard my Grandpa, who was a very wise man in God, tell my mama to
pray for wisdom and understanding. At that very moment I knelt down and
folded my tiny hands together, clutching and praying from the depths of
my heart for God to give me wisdom and understanding of everything. Little
did I know to ask for specific wisdom and understanding. But I would need
all the wisdom and understanding I could get, because I went on to experience
a lot of sexual abuse as a child. I was hurt so badly and deeply inside,
and I had no one to go to for help. I was very withdrawn as a child. No
one knew about the abuse. But God has given me so many gifts through the
years, gifts which I am thankful for: premonitions, empathy for others,
and much, much more than I had ever really realized until something happened
to me in 1995. On June fifth of that year, I
arose as usual around five a.m. and read my Bible for a while. Then I sat
quietly and meditated upon what I had read. I prayed, and I heard a vague
whisper say, "Go lie on the bed." I ignored it at first, but ten minutes
later it came again. "Go lie on the bed." I still ignored it, thinking to
myself, "But I'm not sleepy." Then the voice came stronger. "Go lie on the
bed!" This time I didn't question. I just
got up from my chair and went to my bed, noticing on the clock that it was
ten minutes after nine. I lay there continuing to pray from my heart for
God to show me my purpose in life. I was going through a difficult depression
and was at a point in my life that I felt no purpose for being alive. I
hoped God would show me my purpose, though I didn't expect I deserved an
answer. After fifteen minutes or so, I closed my eyes and just became silent.Suddenly I felt the most awesome
electrical vibration pulsating all through my body. Then I realized I could
not open my eyes, and I started to become fearful. Just then a gentle voice
said to me, "There is no fear here." I felt a total letting go of my whole
being at that moment, as if my physical self had nothing to do with me.
Then I looked, and I saw my body lying on the bed. I turned from it and
walked through my house, seeing everything just as it is normally. But then
I found myself standing before the most crystal clear waterfall I could
ever imagine. I was pulled straight through it to the other side where I
saw a magnificent tree. I was told, not by a voice, but by some total communication
that this tree was The Tree of Life and that there are many different kinds
of life.I
can never fully descibe this tree. It is ever-changing, constantly and continually
changing without ever stopping. There were so many colors of green! I have
since tried to draw and paint the tree, but even though I am a painter,
I cannot do it. I even mixed paint after paint for color matches, all to
no avail.My attention was then drawn to
my right, and I heard a newborn baby crying. I didn't see it, but I knew
the baby was me. Then my attention went to the left of the tree. There lay
a most magnificant Lion, just sitting calmly. I was not told anything about
the Lion, and for some reason I did not think to ask about it.Suddenly
I gasped for breath and became conscious and awake on my bed again. The
time on the clock was ten minutes after nine. I understood that there is
no time in the spiritual plane. Time is manmade for man's convenience, not
God's.After this experience, I carried
such a love and joy inside of me everywhere I went. I had been totally rejuvenated!
My depression had vanished.Two days later, I lay across the
bed in the middle of the afternoon, praying once again with my eyes closed.
Suddenly I felt the electrical pulsations come over me again. I tried to
open my eyes but could not. This time there was no fear, and I just let
go. I went into a place where it was very dark. Then I heard applause, the
great applause of thousands and thousands and thousands! I was told to go
deeper, and I felt myself shift upwards and then pull deeper into the applause.
Oh! Oh! I saw it was coming from the most beautiful children! Oh the love!
I can still feel it so strongly!Next my attention was drawn to
my own hands out in front of me. From my elbows down they were lit up with
a glowing flourescent blue light. I felt my physical mouth moving, and I
heard a strong, masculine voice speaking through me. "I am the Lord Thy
God. I am with thee. Thou art in me, and I am in thee. Thou shalt have no
other Gods before me, for I am a jealous God. You are my child. You are
blessed with healing in your hands. Now go and do My Work!"I suddenly gasped for breath and
became awake on my bed. I was totally overwhelmed!!! I had known God was
real all my life, but I never comprehended his realness inside of me until
then. For weeks after these experiences I walked around with a feeling of
lightness and with unspeakable joy in my heart. People I met would ask me
what happened to me. They said I had a glow about me.Now, at times when I put my hands
on a person and pray, they tell me that my hands get very warm. Some say
they feel a tingling sensation, though I do not feel anything myself. I
just ask for God to use me as His tool and to heal whatever needs healing
in the person according to His will. And He does it. I have come to believe
that God allowed me to go through sexual abuse as a child so that I would
be able to help other abused children. I have always had very deep and loving
compassion for these children. Thus far, I cannot see where I have truely
helped anyone significantly. But I do "know" that this is what God has in
store for me. My purpose. To help others as He leads me to help them.  Phyllis Thomasa Mangrum |
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© 1992-2003 by Betty J. Eadie |
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