The Fever

Once upon a time in my life, I lived in a homeless shelter with my first child. She was about 15 or 16 months old then, and as sharp as a tack. One day I got a little sick and was running a temperature. I took some tylenol and continued on about my day. My fever never went down, instead it kept rising. All day I had been taking the fever reducer to no avail. To make matters worse, it had been snowing on and off all day, and the weather man was predicting a big one for throughout the night and in New England you get ready to be stuck in your house for two days, when a nor'easter comes around. Anyways, around 8 p.m. my temperature shot sky high. I think I was reading 103 or 104. Remember, I took a fever reducer 3 or 4 times already, through the course of the day. Needless to say I was getting worried that I may have to go to the hospital before the night was over. I called my sisters to ask if one of them could babysit so I could go to the emergency room, and was told either that "this is what being a mother means, suffering through an illness" and that the snow was too deep by then. So I did what every 18 year old girl does when she finds herself in trouble, I called my mom. By that time the snow was too deep in her driveway, and she couldn't even think about getting her car out. I knew she felt bad, so I just said I would go to bed and see what happened. When I hung up the phone I took my temperature again and it spiked to 105.

One of the staff members did a weekly meditation session after everyone else went to bed. She did it late so as not too disturb anyone elses routines. This night she was setting up to do one and I just decided "what could it hurt, really." So I sat in my usual chair and listened to the music and let my mind drift off to some land or another. This night a miracle happened.

I had these "visions" whenever I meditated. Nowadays they call it visual relaxation. This night started no different than other nights, but ended leaving me with a stronger 'sense' of God than ever before.

In the vision, I started out inside what I think was a tee-pee. I headed for the light which was the door and stood there looking around. Outside I saw Indians just going about their daily work and life, as if either I wasn't there or that I too was a usual part of their lives. I started walking twords the left, and right off to my left was some sort of cloud that reached right down to the ground. It didn't consume alot of space like fog would, and it looked like some sort of slow moving, upward spiraling, steam puff. Sort of tornado-like, but alot more slow moving. I saw it in the corner of my eye first, and the moment I turned my face twords it I felt like I had begun to float. I closed my eyes in the vision, and all the pain, and all other thought... disappeared. I had felt more relaxed and more pain free than I ever have or ever did feel in my whole life. A wave of peace and comfort washed over me..... I have NEVER been able to forget that I felt that, but have NEVER been able to feel it again.

As I was being (as I call it) cradled by God in His arms, one of the other girls that stayed up late for the meditation, started bawling her eyes out, and sobbing. Then the staff member was about to start talking to me and I shushed her, but it was too late... I couldn't get it back. We had decided to end the session then. Turns out, the other girl started sobbing because she said she saw Jesus sitting on the T.V., right next to me, and the staff lady said she saw a white aura surrounding me both at the same moment as I was being 'cradled'.

It doesn't end there!!! I immediately got up and took my temperature.

Mind you it had been less than an hour since I took it last, when it said 105, AND I had been taking Tylenol ALL DAY and it just kept going up.

I took it again after that session...... 98.6.

I totally believe I was going to die, but God didn't plan for that, AND He needed me for SOMETHING down here, so He healed me.