About MTE
I was DEAD and so was my SON
by Glennys Hyland | August 15, 2011
My (spiritual) Death to Life Experience: In 1998 my life was a mess. I was a pregnant teenager. A Christian neighbor came to my door telling me about the salvation through Jesus Christ. She invited me to go to a youth group from her church. This is where Jesus touched my heart and I realized I was a sinner and needed a Savior for the forgiveness of my sins.
The following week, I had a dream where Jesus came into my room. I was very angry and I yelled to him, "come here Jesus, I want to talk to you". Jesus walked slowly. Not my words of anger or distress made him walk faster to reach me. I observed him and in my mind recalled all the suffering in my life.
When Jesus came to my bed, I moved aside for him to sit at my side. Jesus took my head and put it on his chest. There were no words. I felt that all my anguish, my despair, my pain, my anger, all the heaviness disappeared at that time.
That morning when I woke up, I knew something strange had happened in my heart. I felt no desire to continue in my sins. I knew that this was a very deep dream. It was something real, something that enters the wounds of my heart and changes my destiny. My next experience shocked me as well as the doctors. If you don't believe, be prepared to read!
Coming Next... My Son's (physical) Death to Life Experience...
It is so good to hear that there are others that have gone "through" and have been loved. He has been digging through the trenches of my heart. Last week I had a revelation that my prodigal son experience was not just with my mom & dad, but with Him. Who Knew, there have been so many layers that I didn't know laid dormant...We are blessed and highly favored, clothed in righteousness through Jesus and it is at these times that we see in addition to walking by faith. I think if I knew prior to this week that I REALLY ran from Him, it would have been to hard to bear. All the other stuff was easy and quite common. I could repent and move forward. This was difficult to accept. Seriously moving from God was a difficult thing to see, especially since I thought I was doing the right thing at the time. I am grateful for His mercy and kindness in spite of our misconceptions. I imagine that was my missing the mark and all those other things I need to keep in mind to not do, but coordinating His life for me...that is another story. I am finally trying to be patient. 20 years wandering is a looonnnggg time. Thanks again for sharing and hope I have worded this correctly.