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!

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