The Vice

     I went to bed Sunday night feeling fine.  I woke up Monday morning feeling like my head was in a vice.  The first words out of my mouth were, "Oh my head!"  My eyes hurt, it hurt to look around.  My neck hurt, my sholders hurt, but the worst was, my head felt like it was being squeezed.
     While I was brushing my teeth, I remembered a dream that I had last night.  In it, everything that Satan did was a copy of what God did.  Satan couldn't create, only imatate.  Sickness was a copy of health and by surrendering to it and saying , "I am sick" I could recieve it.  So while I was brushing my teeth I thought, what if I surrender to health, and let it take over my body?  Just thinking about that idea made my head feel a bit better.
     But about fifteen minutes later, I felt even worse.  Along with the head pain, I had a stomach ache and I started feeling shaky.  I went into the living room and asked my husband, Mark, to pray for me.  He said a short prayer, then went back to watching TV.    I had a little relief, but soon I felt bad again.  I slept for a while, then asked for more prayer.  Mark prayed again but I think he was more interested in the show he was watching.
     I took some pain killer and I went back to sleep.  I slept for about three hours, and when I woke up, I felt so bad, I could hardly make it into the living room.  I couldn't stand the pain, I cried out, "Mark, please pray for me!"  He could see that I really needed help so he turned off the TV.  He prayed a fervent prayer and I cried out, "God please help me!"  Then Mark did something new, he asked Jesus to show him what to do.  He pressed spots on my head and neck.  He prayed, "Blockages, move."  Then right in the middle of the prayer, he got up and called our pastor.  He asked pastor Brad to pray for me.  He bound demons, and ordered them to go, in the name of Jesus.
     I started to feel relief, but he kept on praying.  I was still crying and soon, more relief.  He kept on praying and by that time I felt almost normal again.  The headache, the body pain, was gone.  The pressure I had been feeling was gone.  I stopped crying.
     I got up and made myself something to eat and got some orange juice.  I cleaned the house and I played with my two little boys. 
     I'm not exactly sure what happened that day,  all I know is that I tried a few different things, then Mark asked for guidance, and he followed the Holy Spirits lead.  He was obedient and I was healed.  Thank God!