A decade or two ago -
Used to seeking times of solitude, as was my manner, I had trekked on foot way up into the superstition wilderness, with a 60-70 lb. pack containing about 30 days worth of rations, mainly dried foods.
Returning to a previously found campsite, I was settled in and was enjoying some trail mix with dried papaya when the idea of chewing on the right side of my mouth led me to chew with a molar which had a missing filling, which I had been avoiding...but was thinking I needed to "balance my chew", well some of the trail mix jammed up into the hollow of that tooth in my upper jaw, and by the next morning I could feel some pain coming on.
It kept getting worse, and my face began to swell much, with a fever to boot, I stopped eating, and by the second, third, and fourth day the intense pain made me yell, and I was yelling, 'God help me, God help me'. When suddenly, I sensed a strong conviction, (the kind which often comes after one asks, "why is this happening to me ?") My conviction was that I had slowly been drifting away from being in tune with The Lord and His spirit and was now not even using Christ's personal Name while I cried out in desperation, so with this conviction and additional feeling of remorse, I began to cry. 'Jesus help me, Jesus help me'. Well very shortly, I heard The Lord say, in a somewhat terse way, "My help comes through my Word."
Well this convicted me even further, for I had been neglecting to study as I knew I should... but still carrying a Bible with me, I got hold of it, and opened it rather hastily to what at first seemed to be a random place and began reading -
The burden of the word of the LORD in the land of Hadrach, and Damascus shall be the rest thereof: when the eyes of man, as of all the tribes of Israel, shall be toward the LORD.
And Hamath also shall border thereby; Tyrus, and Zidon, though it be very wise.
And Tyrus did build herself a strong hold, and heaped up silver as the dust, and fine gold as the mire of the streets.
Behold, the Lord will cast her out, and he will smite her power in the sea; and she shall be devoured with fire.
Ashkelon shall see it, and fear; Gaza also shall see it, and be very sorrowful, and Ekron; for her expectation shall be ashamed; and the king shall perish from Gaza, and Ashkelon shall not be inhabited.
And a bastard shall dwell in Ashdod, and I will cut off the pride of the Philistines.
And I will take away his blood out of his mouth, and his abominations from between his teeth: but he that remains, even he, shall be for our God, and he shall be as a governor in Judah, and Ekron as a Jebusite.
And I will encamp about mine house because of the army, because of him that passes by, and because of him that returns: and no oppressor shall pass through them any more: for now have I seen with mine eyes.
Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass.
And I will cut off the chariot from Ephraim, and the horse from Jerusalem, and the battle bow shall be cut off: and he shall speak peace unto the heathen: and his dominion shall be from sea even to sea, and from the river even to the ends of the earth. <-----> Zechariah 9:1-10
And when I got to the underlined verses I was surprised by how they appeared to relate to my dire situation, and reading down rather slowly, after pausing to think on those, about when I came to the last two, the abscess burst suddenly, filling my entire mouth with the nastiest putrid stuff I've ever tasted, and I hurriedly unzipped the tent door, stuck my head out and spit and spit and spit that foul blood and pus out, sensing both shock and relief, for the pain immediately began to subside.
Well, that was the turning point, for sure !
I kept fasting for 4 more days, and was thanking and praising and praying and studying with renewed hope and joy.
The abscess kept draining too, but the foulness of the fluid lessened and towards the end of the 8 days I sensed that I was now, (with fast-increased macrophages), was eating the infection that was once eating me ! The drainage actually started to taste like a palatable source of nutrition.
Then it struck me that this will happen again if that tooth wasn't dealt with...the problem was it had a big hollow right in the center of it...so it came to me to make little wooden tools out of hardwood, one which as an oval fit snugly down inside the hollow, which I prayerfully turned, dreading that any more pain might come...and braking one side of the hollow away, without any pain ! I then took a blunt punch like piece of wood and placed it against the side of the tooth which remained, and prayerfully bumped it kinda hard with the palm of my right hand, breaking it off, and again with no pain !
Lastly with a small sharpening stone I carried, I ground the sharpness and remaining little points away, so that the tooth was now leveled so it wouldn't trap pieces of food inside it like before. And it's still like that today, and hasn't ever given me much trouble.
But the best part was that I had a resurgence of rejoicing in the goodness, mercy, and grace of our Blessed Saviour Jesus Christ, Who heard me when I cried out unto Him, in my time of great need.
And though I hope to not have to go through that again...I'm very glad that I did !
Also ever since then, I started to find that I hardly have to eat but one meal a day, usually towards the end of the day, without feeling hungry, even if I have to exert myself a lot, with my weight remaining quite normal overall.
Thankyou Lord Jesus !
wm