About seven years ago I lived in London, and one of my friends there was a therapist. When she offered to give me a healing treatment I accepted.

Before she started the treatment she told me she was going to pray to Jesus to guide her. I was vehemently anti-religious, but for a change I did not object. I just thought "I don’t believe in him so it won’t make any difference if she prays or not" and I let it pass. During the healing I ‘saw’ gray clouds around me. As they evaporated the layers got lighter and lighter. I realized that they were getting lighter because there was a bright light shining through the clouds. To my amazement, I discovered that this light was coming from me. The clouds were obscuring my light, but they were completely insubstantial and I felt how easily they were lifted. I enjoyed this until I had a critical thought about my body. Immediately the clouds started to darken. I wanted the clouds to continue to lift, but I couldn’t bring myself to let go of the concern. At the end of the treatment my friend told me she had seen me become as beautiful as an angel.

I am incredibly grateful to her for the healing treatment and my first conscious experience of Jesus’ help. And I am immeasurably grateful to him that he is here with me now and always, helping me to shine my light.

J.E. - England