Delightful Light

The spring of 2004 was a massive pivot point in my life. I drove two days in increasingly icy, snowy, and foggy conditions across unfamiliar terrain. My destination was the International House of Prayer in Kansas City, Missouri. Less than a week later a demon was cast out of me and I began seeing Jesus in multiple visions both awake and asleep. Being rather ignorant as I was at the time of the spiritual world, I assumed others were having the same types of experiences that I was. So, I did not feel the need to share any of these experiences with anyone. But, I am revamping this blog so I thought I would start from the beginning. There really isn't anything a person can do when God decides to show you a vision. It does not even matter if you like the vision or not. You don't get to pick and choose them. I don't even remember ever praying to see visions from God. They just started happening during a time when I thought those visions meant I was going crazy. In fact, I did...

It was the first night of the camp. The teens and leaders had spent a good deal of time worshiping and the presence of God could actually be physically felt... at least by me. Nature was calling, so, I went outside where I saw a man look at me and fall down with convulsions flopping uncontrollably. My first thought was of the story in Matthew 17  of a lad having the same issue. So, I did what I had seen Jesus do for the lad in Matthew 17 . I commanded the demon to come out. Wow! Was that ever the wrong thing to do (large amount of sarcasm here). A friend of the man having convulsions immediately came up to me and began yelling in my face HOW DARE YOU ASSUME this man has a demon when all he has is epilepsy. The man's friend was so loud and angry I thought for sure he was about to cause that fist he waved behind his head to come pounding down on my head any moment. Needless to say, that night I got a good healthy dose of what was described in A...