Testimony 14

In my vision, I could always see doves flying around, and at one time I saw countless doves elegantly flapping their wings above me in one direction. I thought: why didn’t they land on me? Where were they going? Of course, if I sought to catch them in the public, there would be many terms to describe me, such as schizophrenic or delusional disorder. So I let my beloved doves free to go.

A few weeks later, I was praying with the group members in a prayer session when I saw endless doves flying towards Mary dressed in a white mantle. Her right hand stretched out to allow some doves to touch down while others landed around her. A black contrasting background caused the appearances of Mary and the doves distinct. At this moment, I heard that the Holy Spirit is with me too. This voice wasn’t from me, I often talked to myself, so I could distinguish my voice. I had presumably entered another realm, and this voice originated from there.

This tone was so reassuring and comforting that I broke down, infinite streams of tears comparable to a waterfall appeared. It was also equivalent to a landslide that had a mass waste flowing down the steep slope of my cheeks. I felt embarrassed, and I tried to control. Still, I cried until my whole body was visibly shaking. To attempt catching the doves made me look like a fool when all these while they had been with me. A lot of times I wished that if I were blessed with the gift of drawing, I would paint and share what I saw. However, I must be contended with my gifts.