3 Rounds With God and He Won

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On October the 16, 2013 sometime between 6:30 -7am I awoke, heart racing fast and beating loud enough to pierce through my ears. I jumped up and stumbled to the rest room in our (roach infested and “smoked out”) two bed room apartment. Slumping over in the mirror, I put some water on my face to try and calm down unaware of what was going on. The reality was, I was having a heart attack from the spice I had been smoking for the past 3-5 months, every single day. This heart scare had happened 2 times before, on 2 different days, but I would soon find out this 3rd time was the final time. I stumbled back into the room and when I stepped through the threshold of the door I fell to my Knees and my body went numb.

I knew I was in trouble but I didn't know what was happening. I thought to myself "if I can just get to my phone I can call 911". Suddenly a deep dark voice said "You don't even know what a cell phone is". Falling into the trap of mind play by the dark force, I agreed to the statement, making me feel like the situation was hopeless. (Keep in mind my cell phone was on the bed the whole time) I then thought "if I can get to my roommate he’ll help me!" Suddenly that same deep dark voice said "you don't have a roommate" and I said “you’re right, I sure don't”. (He was right next door with His door wide open) I bought into the hopelessness again and at that point I'm panicking, heart still beating loud and fast. At that moment I knew I was about to die. In my desperation I decided to call out to the Lord. I had never been saved. My mama had taken us to church but it meant absolutely nothing in regards to how I was living my life at the time. I had never heard from God, never had an experience with him, never really prayed wholeheartedly, never fasted and didn’t believe in the supernatural. The church I was raised in thought speaking in tongues was of the devil and shouting was frowned upon. I just knew of God but knowing him personally is a different story. I began to cry out from the depths of my soul "Lord Help m…!!" Now I know we say Lord help me many times in life but I never in my life cried out to him as passionately as I did then. Now notice I stopped at the "m.." when I wrote “me”. I did that purposely because by the time I got to the "M" in that moment, an overwhelming presence entered the room from the ceiling as I stared at the cross points where the wall and ceiling meet.

The dark demonic presence left and on one hand I felt safer than I had ever felt in my life, yet in the same moment I felt more scared than I had ever felt in my life. I was more scared than when I was when I initially woke up having the heart attack. The dark voice that talked to me hadn't even scared me that bad. Even still, through all I was experiencing, I realized I had never felt so much Joy and safety. At that point my attention refocused on my heart that was still beating loud and fast. In the midst of all this the Spirit of God started talking to me. I want to mention I had been asking questions about God weeks before this. I had recently faced a situation concerning my family. I found out some information that revealed my family had been lying to me my whole life about some things. I was heartbroken and had been questioning life itself.

Much of the family hurt was what caused me to start smoking, drinking, and selling my body for money. I had never smoked or drank the first 22 years of my life until the family heartbreak traumatized me. (although, I wasn't a saint the first 22 years) At this point in the room, as I sat motionless, God started ministering to my mind, answering questions, as I listened to His voice. I began to shift focus to my heart which was still beating fast, and I said "I'm trying to focus but I'm still scared”; Suddenly my hands heated up and started glowing in the dark room. I felt something raise my warm glowing hands up and put them on my chest. My heart rate slowed down, I calmed down and the presence of the Lord left the room. I stood up, looked around trying to process what had just happened and said with my mouth at exactly 7:00 am (I looked at the alarm clock) "what in the W.."

Suddenly, I went back out, hit the floor back on my knees and the room went black. My heart started beating hard (I remember thinking "I shouldn't have ever questioned that, surely it was God”) and the presence of the Lord reentered the room. My hands warmed back up and the presence of the Lord lifted my right hand up and placed it over my heart again slowing it down to a regular beat. Now Gods presence had my undivided attention (reminds me now of Moses and the bush) He started talking again, filling my mind and soul with answers. I literally could see seasons passing by in a cycle as he spoke to me, winter/ summer/ spring / fall repeatedly going around in circles in the spiritual realm of no time and space of overwhelming power and might. It seemed as if I was down forever and decades were passing by as He revealed mysteries and wisdom to me. Then as I'm motionless on the floor the alarm went off and It was 7:03 am. I turned around and looked at the clock. the presence had left and I realized only 3 minutes has passed. I learned later how the #'s 3 and 7 in the bible are important.

I laid down because I had to go to work at 8:30am so I was just going to sleep it off. I closed my eyes as my fleshly brain tried to wrap its head around what happened (I didn't verbally say it this time) I thought "did that really jus....” then my body went out, heart started beating hard again and I was thinking "Lord I don't know what's going on but I assure you if you bring me back to reality this time I will never doubt your existence again" (I guess God knew I was hard headed so He had to make sure round 3 was going to be the final round). As I lay there motionless, heart beating loud like drums, I felt the presence enter in through my closet which was to my right. I reached out for Him and He Just stood there. My body got cold, my heart completely stopped beating and everything was black and silent. I felt two hands wrap around my legs coming from the bottom of the bed. I started shucking and foaming at the mouth then everything just stopped. He said clear as day "You can take the result of your sins (which was me dying) or you can choose to follow me and I'll make you a fisher-of-men"

In that moment I saw Him reaching out for like he did for Peter (I previously didn't have a clue about Jesus and Peter but He had poured bible information into me as He ministered to me) I heard footsteps in my right ear He said "follow me" I turned my head and they got louder, in my left ear he said "follow me" Finally I said “ok Lord, I understand" and my hands heated up again. He put them on my chest and my heart beat came back and my body warmed up. He lifted me to my feet and stood me up. I felt something squeeze my stomach in causing a deep inhale and then I exhaled smoke that filled the entire room. He said clearly “This is the last time you will ever smoke this". I fell to the floor and said "Lord" (funny how I knew who he was and called Him Lord) bible says "only by the Spirit can we call him Lord" (I didn't learn a lot of stuff till a year later to be able to explain what all happened that morning) Next I asked “what about me and Swannie”? She was my ex-wife and I still loved her. God said "Don't worry about That y'all are going to be ok. Interestingly, I had heard a voice tell me months earlier to go back to my wife but I thought I was trippin so I kept doing what I wanted to do.

Then God said "I'm going to make you a spark to the people” and I replied “Lord wait, what? What people? I don't even Like people and I don't know that many people.” He never responded to that but He did say “Ya’ll (humanity as a whole) better hurry and get it together because y’all don't have that much Longer.” Then His presence vanished and I cried and cried. The alarm for work went off and I just stood up off the floor went in the restroom and got ready for work. God lead me to a preacher I never really knew at work but I told him what had just happened that morning. He smiled and said "son, God don't do that for everybody You got work to do” and walked off. I broke down crying again knowing my encounter with the Lord, along with more intense spiritual things that came afterwards, was the only reason I'm here today. I am set free, delivered, saved and remarried to my ex-wife. I am a 25 year old preacher and if It wasn't for the Lord visiting me October the 16, 2013 I would be dead. Truthfully, I didn't even like church or preachers but now ...God had totally changed my mind and who I am. If He did it for me He “sho-nuff” will do it for you.

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