In 2010, I was home for the summer, and Mama felt it was necessary for me to go to the dentist. It had been a couple years, and a check-up was overdue. I got to the dentist for the exam and cleaning. There were more cavities than I care to admit. The x-rays, however, revealed a deeper underlying problem. I had one wisdom tooth rather than four, and it was coming in at an angle. The dentist told me that I would need to have it removed sooner than later because it could damage the roots and make my teeth crooked.
Trying to ignore the dentist’s advice since I didn’t even know where to begin (it was a small town dentistry, and they couldn’t do it there) nor did I have the money for the extraction, I went about life. I worked, I went to college, and I went to Central Asia. There was no pain all that while.
It wasn’t until I was in Central Asia, almost a year later, that shooting pain began to exude from my jaw. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I feared it may be my wisdom tooth. I had ignored it, and now it was a problem in a country where I had no way to have it extracted. The team prayed for me, and I went to the dorm to swish some Listerine around my back molars. The pain went away immediately.
Again, I continued life. My approach to dentists has long since been to avoid them until necessary. I went back to school, work, and dating; I returned to life as a young twenty-something college student. Soon it was 2012, the year I worked with Royal Family Kids Camp; still, there was no pain. Then 2013 rolled around, the year I married my best friend and graduated college. Still no pain. In 2014, we moved to Colorado and started to transition from college students to real-life young adults. Life without friends was a challenge, but still, there was no pain. And now, here we are in 2015. My back molar on the opposite side began to decay. I finally reached that point of necessity and found a dentist.
I looked at the x-ray in complete amazement. I told my new dentist my story from 2011 when I was experiencing pain in Central Asia and how I only had one wisdom tooth which was coming in at an angle. He decided to take a panorama. And there it was, the proof of what God really did in Central Asia almost four years ago.
I have had no surgery. I have had no braces. God literally straightened my tooth a good 45 degrees while I was in Central Asia! Nothing is impossible for God!