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Hence we can draw the following conclusion that dream may come from God. How do we know whether it is from God or not? Well, it’s simple the dream that comes from God contains a profound meaning and His hidden plans.

Thus, we must keep the dreams and visions from God to the end, until they are fulfilled. This is what Joseph believed and held on to. Therefore everything that God shows inaccessible not to everyone should be appreciated! Therefore dreams and visions given by God should be valued as a treasure of spiritual heritage. No matter how difficult it is and no matter how it seemed impossible to fulfill, keep and take care of them, in the end they will come true.

If you live with a dream, sooner or later you will achieve the desired result you were striving for. In addition, through dreams, God will bless you so that everyone will be surprised at! I am a living example. I was able to have a breakthrough in the midst of difficulties because God constantly reminds me of the vision he showed me back in 1995. With such a vision, I could be sure that God would never leave me and let me down. I went through many difficulties and a valley of lamentation, which I lost track of. I have seen many people who find themselves in a similar situation, like me, but their hope was instantaneous and unproductive. Almost all of them gave up on their lives, because they did not understand that the difficulties and pains that God placed on their shoulders were not in order to destroy, but to bring them to a different level of life. I hope you understand what I meant by that.

As I mentioned, God has always been, is and will be with me, no matter what happens, and on my part all that is required is to hold on to Him. For He is leading me by the hands, along the rocky and thorny paths to a bright future.

I believe that you can do anything as long as you can dream it. Sooner or later you will achieve what you have been striving for. I am a living example. I was able to have a breakthrough in the midst of difficulties because He reminds me of the vision He showed me back in 1995. With such a vision, I could be sure that God would never let me down. I have gone through many difficulties of lamentation, which I lost track of. I have seen many people who find themselves in a similar situation, like me, but their hope was instantaneous and unproductive. ,

In 2000, I accidentally find out that I am sick with something.

One day during a sermon, when I was translating the message of the senior pastor, all of a sudden I started to feel dizzy. At first I thought it would pass, on the contrary, these signs became more frequent every time, and I realized that this was no accident. Those Thoughts did not leave me for a minute that something had happened to me. Then I came to the conclusion that I was seriously ill, so I needed to come to terms with this and have a medical examination. Therefore, I turned to a well-known doctor to check me up and take a blood test. The outcome of the medical examination was terrible as might have been expected. I was not afraid of the result, because I was firmly prepared for it. As expected, after a while I find out that the hepatitis C virus has been detected in my blood. He feels sorry to tell me but there is no way to escape out.

Back then I did not know what hepatitis was, I thought it would probably like jaundice, and therefore I was not scared. But my assumptions exceeded my expectations.

Therefore, I requested my church friends to pray for my illness. As soon as I told my Canadian friend John, he found the data about these diseases on the internet. The information on it was various and found to be new one. This disease is very rare and cannot be cured overnight, like the other types of Hepatitis. In my case, the virus is in the blood, so it cannot be easily removed.

Thus my torment and suffering began, which lasted more than ten years. There was a day went by when I did not have headaches and some discomfort. At first, I began to self-medicate, hoping to soon get rid of the disease, taking expensive drugs, such as bionormalizer, herbs, but nothing helped, on the contrary, self-medication made me worse. Then I had to go to the doctor of the famous Kosin hospital. Examination of my liver revealed that I have an extremely high level of hepatitis C. Then I was forced to be hospitalized. There the doctors first took a biopsy, and then prescribed me a very expensive injection – interferon. A very unpleasant injection, it somehow reminded me of an injection that I got ever since I was teenager in Sakhalin. When I got injected with interferon, I felt hot steam in my mouth. The nurses taught and trained me for a week on how to properly and independently give injections. After this intensive training, I was discharged from the hospital. Since no one could help me with the injection at home, I myself had to give the injection for six months, at home. For the first two weeks it had been painful and stressful to endure, but then I got used to it. I was depressed at that time because it drove me crazy. At night I could not sleep, so I had to sleep with the TV on. I suffered all night, but only in the morning I began to fall asleep. Everyone told me that I looked bad. At work, my acquaintances began to talk too, which made it seem to me that I was out of my mind. Therefore, while I was on the interferon treatment, I somehow had to avoid meeting people. After a long battle with this injection, I began to feel better, the headaches and discomfort disappeared, but it did not last long.

After a while, I had this hepatitis again; everything returned to the former – malaise, headaches and discomfort. Again because of this illness, as before, again I began to quickly get tired and exhausted, and lost all hope of continuing to fight this illness.

I remember when I came home after work, by that time everyone was asleep, I was left alone with myself, in a secret room, which was specially separated for prayer. Especially I felt loneliness at night, when everyone was asleep, although I was not alone, but the illness brought me to such a degree that it seemed to me that I was alone. During the day, I somehow did not notice, because I was surrounded by people and kept forgetting that I was sick. You are surrounded by familiar people who constantly show sympathy for you.

I knew that the Lord was with me, no matter how terrible I felt because of illness.

Once I remember I came home from a mission as dog tired although I did not work to such an extent to be tired, but I was so tired, as if I had been working all day at a construction site.

Actually, I am a builder by profession; I studied at the construction school as a bricklayer-assembler and graduated from it. After graduating from it, I worked at a construction site for a long time. Not only did I erect the walls and corners of the building, but sometimes I have had to stay late at work because of the concrete, especially when we were doing the floor screeds. Then we have had to take the puff up late, carry concrete on a stretcher and pour it in the basement, and cars with concrete never stopped coming. Sometimes they made 15 trips, one ZIL-130 Dump can hold 15 tons of concrete. We were tired as dogs by the end of the day; this was repeated every day.

One day I came home from work, feeling tired, as if I had been working all day at a construction site, went into my secret room to pray.

On that day, instead of praying, rather a murmur against God began from my lips: what have I done that you are giving me such a test! I don’t go to nightclubs, I don’t drink, I lead a normal life, and I bring your precious word to people. But why are you sending me such terrible torture and torment! Then such silence reigned, one could even hear the breathing of children soundly asleep in another room. In the midst of this silence, there was a sudden crash, and I opened my eyes. Believe me or not the books and magazines that had been placed at the head of the bed for a long time began to fall one by one, like a domino effect. Upon seeing such a strange phenomenon, it made my eyes almost pop out. For the first time I saw that the books were falling from a horizontal position.