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MY TRUE STORY PART 1

HOW JESUS LETERALY SAVED MY LIFE

When I was 13 years old, I was very active playing football, basketball and running track and one day my mom came to me and said that she wanted to take me to Vanderbilt for a check up. I didn’t argue with her because she was taking me out of school that day. So we went to Vanderbilt to get a check up. That day they checked out everything and when it was done the doctor walked in and said “everything seems fine with your son” and my mom said are you sure. The doctor replied yes everything is fine. So we walked out of the room and she grabbed me back in there and said, “No, something is wrong with him.” The doctor said, “nothing is wrong with him, we have done everything except a chest x-ray and your son has no broken bones.” My mom said, “Then give him a chest x-ray.” The doctor said, “Fine we will give a chest x-ray.” So we got a chest x-ray and we ended up sitting in the waiting room for 3 hours. The doctors walked in looking like they saw a ghost and they said there was a large mass in my chest, which has never been seen before. I ended up being a case study for the world believe it or not. The doctors did a biopsy on the tumor and found that it was malignant. The following Sunday my mom took us to church and the entire church laid hands on me and we later found out that the tumor turned benign. It took them a year to remove the tumor because I was a case study. About a year later I asked my mom why she took me to Vanderbilt and she said, “you wouldn’t believe me.” I said, “Why did you take me?” And she said, “You won’t believe me.” I said “why?” And she said “that every night when she went to sleep that Jesus would come to her in her dreams and say that her son was dying.” The day she took me to the hospital is when the dreams stopped. Going back to when we walked out of the doctors office the first time and we came back in, she said that when we walked through the door that something grabbed her shoulder pulling her back into the doctors room telling her something is still wrong. After the surgery was completed they removed my right lung, right sweat gland and my vertebral artery. It’s weird because I don’t sweat on the right side of my face and hand. To me it’s undeniable that God has a great calling on my life.