Converted from Fear to Peace
Updated: Apr 21
Please take your time to read Mrs. Seema Bhervia's story. When Seema responded to my post on feature requests, just like many others, I emailed her and started connecting with her. However, little did I know who was behind this connection. One day, I hope to go more into detail about the revelations of our connection, but for now, please take a look at how our Lord, Jesus Christ, carries us in the palm of His hands.
I was born in Johannesburg, South Africa. We were a family of five; my parents, my elder brother, a younger sister, and me, Seema the middle born. I grew up following family traditions.
Growing up, I always had what I called the sixth sense, a sense of knowing that I wasn’t alone. I had a feeling of something being present or that I was being watched. Often, the feeling I had was dark and fearful. After my brother passed on in 1995 I was introduced to a Clairvoyant who looked into my life and told me about myself and my troubles.
Over the next years, I followed this path and they would tell me that I had a lot of bad luck or that there was a lot of black magic done to me. I bought into this and performed many rituals to get rid of the evil curses. Over the years, this resulted in depression and anxiety. I kept asking myself over and over again, "How can I perform all these rituals but still feel so empty?"
"Why do I still feel like there is a dark cloud hanging over my head?"
"Why would God do this to me?"
"Why is He not answering me?"
I had a lot of questions with no answers.
On the 20th, of January in 2009, I was asleep and had a dream.
I was on a battlefield, and in the field stood a large vintage castle. I was with my daughters and my cousin. We were running from the soldiers that were going to attack us. As I ran I came to a hedge growing a few meters from the castle and we hid under it. I prayed as hard as I could. The soldier stood in front of us and I realized that we were invisible so, the four of us got up and ran as fast as we could. We found ourselves in a three-by-three room in a white basket. The basket started to lift off the floor and it felt as if we were shrinking.
The basket moved across the empty room and a loud voice said, “I am carrying you in the palm of my hand." Just as Isaiah 49:16 (NIV) says, "Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands [...]"
Simultaneously in my sleep, I felt an incredible, indescribable peace come over me, from the crown of my head throughout my entire body. It lasted for about 10 to 15 seconds and then it was over.
“I am carrying you in the palm of my hand”