School of the Prophets Advance - Kris Vallotton
Introduction
Navigating White Water
When I was fifteen years old, my mother was sick with
psoriasis that covered most of her body. To make matters
worse, for nearly a year we had a prowler trying to break into
our home, prompting both of us to sleep with a gun by our side
at night. The police were staking out our house nearly every
night to try to catch the perpetrator. The guy actually got into
my bedroom one night. . . . I woke up just in time to see him
coming through my window. Half asleep, I pulled out my gun
and took a shot at him as he leaped out the window. These
were trying times for my family, and as the oldest of three
children, I felt as if the weight of the world were on my
shoulders.
In the midst of all this chaos, in the wee hours of the
morning, lying in my bed, I said out loud, “If there is a God and
if You will heal my mother, I will find out who You are and serve
You the rest of my life!”
A moment later, an audible voice said, “My name is Jesus
Christ, and you have what you requested!”
I always had a sense that there was a God, but I did not
know who He was. Nor had I ever had any kind of supernatural
experience prior to this. Yet the next morning my mother was
completely well, healed of the psoriasis, and within a few more
days, the police apprehended the prowler. Needless to say, our
life became substantially more peaceful.
psoriasis that covered most of her body. To make matters
worse, for nearly a year we had a prowler trying to break into
our home, prompting both of us to sleep with a gun by our side
at night. The police were staking out our house nearly every
night to try to catch the perpetrator. The guy actually got into
my bedroom one night. . . . I woke up just in time to see him
coming through my window. Half asleep, I pulled out my gun
and took a shot at him as he leaped out the window. These
were trying times for my family, and as the oldest of three
children, I felt as if the weight of the world were on my
shoulders.
In the midst of all this chaos, in the wee hours of the
morning, lying in my bed, I said out loud, “If there is a God and
if You will heal my mother, I will find out who You are and serve
You the rest of my life!”
A moment later, an audible voice said, “My name is Jesus
Christ, and you have what you requested!”
I always had a sense that there was a God, but I did not
know who He was. Nor had I ever had any kind of supernatural
experience prior to this. Yet the next morning my mother was
completely well, healed of the psoriasis, and within a few more
days, the police apprehended the prowler. Needless to say, our
life became substantially more peaceful.
