I used to talk about things that I believed as every day subjects, just like anything that is visible, because it all seems normal to me, but I was surprised (actually amazed) at how little the people around me were able to believe. I used to try to convince people to believe, but I finally realized that I had to just give up and accept that they won't. This was and is a big disappointment for me, but I have no choice in the matter. There are a lot of things that I would like to share, but now I know that it has to be done very carefully, with caution. I'm pretty sure that everything will come out eventually though, as God leads and opens people's minds to understand. He definitely does have a plan in the whole thing, that's for sure. I have suffered from extreme spiritual oppression for many years, especially the last 7. This has been harder to deal with than my physical problems, though I now know that my current health problems are derived from this - something that I really can't explain for lack of faith. But God showed me what's going on, finally. Now I'm just waiting, always wondering where the end is and struggling to survive day by day. One thing that is very clear through the whole thing, however, is that God is continually healing my body miraculously every single day - that's how I'm surviving through it. But the spiritual oppression has to be removed for the healing to be made complete. My more minor health problems were healed instantly or very quickly when I prayed for myself with faith, when I knew that I really needed it. But I always go for the ointments and medicines, etc. first. In reference to the one self-pulled bad tooth: It seems to me that God often uses physical situations like that as signs for us and for others who hear about it, to speak about a spiritual situation. I had a tooth knocked out when I was 9 years old and I was taken to a very kind-hearted dentist who put my tooth back in and said it would disentegrate and fall out after about 7 years. When I was 18 my tooth was infected inside but I was scared to go to the dentist to have it pulled out because of bad experiences when I was 8 years old. Finally when I was 20 I knew I had to go and I did, but I was crying and shaking on the way to the dentist. When he actually pulled the tooth out, I only felt a little bit of pain for a split second and it was really nothing compared to what I was afraid of and I was filled with joy afterwards just knowing that it was all over finally. The infection was pouring toxins into my head that caused an extremely irritating feeling in my face. This all finally disappeared when the tooth was removed and I now have a porcelain tooth in that place which I like a lot better. I have to baby it more because it is more delicate than the original tooth, but it's okay. And in the last couple of years God showed me how this situation relates to a spiritual situation in my personal life, and in fact directly relates to what "So Sick" said that Jesus said to him over and over, "pull the one tooth and save the others." My interpretation of those words in spiritual significance in my own personal life is something that I can't share openly, but it definitely does have a meaning, and a very important one. (Maybe eventually I'll be able to share it, but not yet at least.) My present physical sickness (and spiritual sickness) is similar to my tooth problem from 15 years ago, but this time it is affecting my entire body, not just my head. Also, I have learned that one person's problems affects everybody else, even people that are seemingly totally unrelated. We're all in the same boat together, literally.