Paula, USA, Age 55
The death camp had such a hold on me that it had convinced me that I should let go of life on this earth. One night when I was drugged on Mescaline, I was very serious that this would be my last night to live. As I contemplated how I would get it done, I looked at the Bible that had been given to me when I was in high school and that I could never understand and said “I’m going to give this thing one last chance!”
I grabbed it off the shelf and threw it open and my eyes landed on John 10:10,11 which states “The thief [Satan] comes not but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I [Jesus] am come that they might have life, and have it more abundantly. I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd gives his life for the sheep.”
Instantly my eyes were opened, I was set free and made whole through the revelation of Jesus Christ piercing my being. Instantly He healed me and the effects of the drug were completely gone.
I was so excited I had to go tell everyone I knew. On my way He showed the price I would have to pay to follow Him through much persecution. I counted the cost and answered the call to follow with a, “YES LORD!!!!!”
I was 21 years old when this happened during the Jesus Movement in 1972 in California. I had my best friend Babs who was praying for me.