Transformation through Christ: Personal Testimony Dreams and Visions in the Supernatural Realm

By Tedi Petrova

The book Transformation Through Christ captivates the reader in an interesting way. Here, you will have the opportunity to familiarize yourself with the change of a girl at twenty-four years of age. As you delve into the progress of Christ's providence in the life of an ordinary girl with an extraordinary God, you will receive an appeal and a call directly from the Holy Spirit of Christ.

Tedy Petrova is the girl who grew up in a not-so-warm family atmosphere, and it caused a rift in her relationship with God. In her teens, she entered a hard life with heavy moments. She took handfuls of everything that life in the world offers today, and inevitably the life of this girl turned into failure. Years later, when she turned twenty-one, the love of Christ entered her life and turned all her notions about Christianity upside down, which she knew and had heard of since her childhood. Jesus visited her, and she developed a strong and close relationship with His Holy Spirit. He gave her the gift of extraordinary dreams and, a little bit later, to preach the Gospel and to write for His glory. From the girl named failure, often pointing fingers, she has become the moving glory of the Lord. Bearing the glory of God, she ignites more people for Christ, and her God-led ministry is growing to this day.

Tedy is waiting for the upcoming promises of God in her life and wrote this book to give people like her the chance and opportunity to realize that there is an exit and salvation for each life situation through Christ. Reading this book, you will understand not only her changed life but also the way God chose to communicate with her. All extraordinary dreams and visions, together with some teachings, are especially for each one of you.

Enjoy this God-inspired book and choose the reasonable. Led by the Holy Spirit, you will know what it is. All that is gray lightens up, and all that is dark becomes white when Jesus the Nazarene starts to live in the human heart!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Newman Springs Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 28, 2024
• ISBN: 9798890614650

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Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Introduction

The Frozen Kingdom

Receiving the Comforter

The Tough Girl

Nicky

A Great Burden of Guilt

Intentional Destruction

BGN 12.50

From Bad to Worse

At the Bottom

At the Frontline for My New Me

Done without Approval but Turned Out for Good

A Step Toward Getting Untied

Daddy Hears Me

Deliverance from Tobacco Dependance

Prerequisite of the Devil Yet Victory for God

Understanding Supporting One to Go On

The Stollen Shoelaces

God's Mercy That Brought Me to Healing

Granny with Capital G

Entrusted Responsibility

The Altar Called Faith

Do We Sin When We Drink Alcohol?

A Fight for Your Faith

One Cannot Grow with I Love You Daddy Only

I Was Born Again Through Him

A Vehicle That Brings Glory to the Father

Fighting Every Day

Access Denied

A Prayer for a Christian with Challenges

The Spiritual Realm—An Endless Depth

The First One Before Everyone and Everything

Behind the Bars of Curse

Welcome to School

I Have Chosen You

The Try/Fail Cycle

Facing Reality

The Permissive or Perfect Will of God?

A Great Promise

In the Highest

A False Feeling of Loneliness

Whose Side Are We From?

In a Battle with Myself

A Fence

A Campaign for the Benefit of Bulgaria

Lucifer on His Knees

Each Battle Has Its Own Strategies, Ins and Outs

Do We Love Each Other?

Christ, the Ointment

The Power of Obedience in God's Seven

He Cares for You!

Idolatry Today

Fasting Tips

The Long-Awaited Permission

He Died but Rose from the Dead

Bilateral Perfect Will

Do Not Allow Satan to Be Victorious in Your Life

Crucifying of the Flesh

Keep Your Temple Pure

I Am Coming Back

The Joyful Piece of News

While Waiting

Treasure in a Safe Box

Winning a Battle Always Requires Efforts

Rusted Hearts

A Faded Flower

No Weapon Formed Against You Shall Prosper

A Purifying Season

Pressure Hinders Your Call

Abraham

The Fulfillment of God's Yes!

Put Away the Corruption of the World

The Long-Awaited Departure

The Hard Time Is the Best Time with God!

On the Way to the Island Called Rest

Take Words and Come to Me

Whom Shall I Please?

God Has Not Finished—He Has Just Started

Debt Paid

Those Who Walk in Anger Do Not Walk with God!

A Trial—An Opportunity to Prove Your Love to God

God Is Waiting Patiently for You

I, the Woman, Equal in Christ

Imperious Humbleness

Specially for You!

I Recognized Him

Every Solid Shell Shall Break

His Name Is Glorious

What It Means to Have God in Your Life

Let's Give Him Thanks

My Food

The Tree of Life

The Delicate Dance of the Ballerina

A Heartfelt Thanks

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Transformation through Christ

Personal Testimony Dreams and Visions in the Supernatural Realm

Tedi Petrova

Copyright © 2024 Tedi Petrova

All rights reserved

First Edition

NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING

320 Broad Street

Red Bank, NJ 07701

First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2024

ISBN 979-8-89061-464-3 (Paperback)

ISBN 979-8-89061-465-0 (Digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Introduction

Dear reader,

Before moving on, it is good for you to know you are taking a step forward today by reading this book, having in front of you a fact sufficient and ready to exchange the currency of your life for a much more valuable one. Namely, the given privilege of our Lord Jesus Christ, with the opportunity to have a deeper look inside that transformation and finally open a door you can bring your change through.

I'm sure you are not reading these lines by accident because there is a knock for a better life at the door of your heart. I encourage you to keep on flipping those pages and go deeper into the content as you will get to know closely the testimony of a totally changed girl in this book! This book does not force you to anything you do not believe or accept! It gives you an opportunity for something far better! It opens a window to eternity in front of you!

At the end of the book, you will decide by yourself what to accept and how to move on with your life! I am sure of the Holy Spirit's interference as I know He wrote this book for His children!

Enjoy it!

The Frozen Kingdom

Here am I, bending over a blank notebook with just an ordinary pen in my hand. I declare I live to love Christ only as He gave me the chance for that. By writing the lines below, I would like to confess the love I had toward the world and every sinful bit in it. Now I can give an opportunity for change to those who live as I did in my previous life and reveal the hope there is for them, carried in the name of Christ!

Born on July 11, 1997, I grew up in an environment where it was somehow weird to confess how much we love each other. The frozen kingdom is the name of the big cold house I grew up in. It was cold inside not only because of the fact it was difficult to be heated up in the cold seasons but mainly because of the cold relationships we all had.

I used to be a bit clumsy, or at least that was what I had been told when I brought a spoon instead of a fork. I grew up with various complexes, including inferiority, and in silence, which was actually screaming inside of me. Even though I was sad, I remained quiet and tried to hide it. I did not share anything with my parents in order not to make them feel awkward.

I felt pity for them even more than I was for myself. I suppose you can guess this inevitably built an icy wall in my heart. One cannot remain warm when they grow up in a frozen kingdom.

This happened to me. I lived into gray coldness, and I received the flame to warm my soul less and less often. Yet deep inside of me, there was an unexplained light. I was not taught to pay attention to it in hard times. But I knew it kept me from each and every big trouble.

Today when I think about it, I feel sorry for the wasted time and occasions I was not paying attention to the light. Only if I could share the joy of this light earlier, when my young and tired soul was passing through all of this, not so many years later.

It is true what people say: time cannot be reversed, but it also has its good side.

Today, as a Christian, I can share my opinion on this:

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

Receiving the Comforter

Receiving the Comforter is one of the best presents a Christian can ever get! God gave me this Comforter—the Holy Spirit—when I was five years old, and today I find out He is this light deep inside of me to always feed the warmth I needed to live.

On this great day for me, the pastor of the church we used to attend was called at home to pray for my sisters to receive the Holy Spirit. They are older than me, and the age gap we have is nearly ten years. The prayer for them started. After long and continuous prayer, they started speaking in heavenly tongues. I remember this despite my age. Then I told the pastor I also wanted to receive the Holy Spirit.

After his rejection—saying I was too young for it and I did not understand exactly what I wanted—I started crying. Trust me, it was not that childish usual stubbornness we see everywhere nowadays. Most of them start crying immediately if they do not receive what they want—in order to receive it. I was not one of those kids; I was even shy to ask my parents for anything. They had the capability; it was not what bothered me. The truth is, I am not mama's/daddy's spoiled girl, and this has contributed to my character's hardness.

I did not know why I was crying at that moment, yet tears were falling down, and I kept saying, I want the Holy Spirit. Please, Pastor, pray for me. He laid his hand on me, and a couple of minutes later, I was speaking in heavenly tongues. Ever since that moment, the Holy Spirit of Christ started living in this small and yet-not-understanding heart.

The Tough Girl

At that time, I was growing up fast, and everyone was saying I was outgrowing my age. I think one of the reasons for it was the fact that the Holy Spirit had started living in me when I was five.

I was different because my friends were not girls but boys. In fact, I had two friends who were girls, yet I was not attracted or impressed by the usual girl's stuff—gossiping, intrigues, filling diary pages, and spoilt behavior. Instead, I was running around with the boys, playing soccer. I was playing with the football as much as my female nature allowed me to; I had enough of it.

Unfortunately, I grew up with a lot of aggression and was fighting with the boys. My father was asked quite often to visit the principal's office at school because of yet another fight I had.

Moreover, I had a male nickname given to me by my friends—Jackie—after Jackie Chan, the movie star.

I have to admit I was hiding the lack of family love, having outbursts, and behaving and acting like a boy. I was a tough, boyish girl who never cried in front of anyone just to not look weak. I had the need to cry but only when I was on my own—no people around to witness it. And all of this in an invisible—to the others—loneliness.

Nicky

As time was passing, I fell in love with the man who later became my husband—Nicky. He was married with two children and twenty years my senior. Something in him attracted me so strongly I had the feeling, I will stop breathing if he leaves me.

He fulfilled every single emptiness I had ever since I was a child. I found out what it meant to be loved in the full meaning of the word. Nicky became my soul mate.

Okay, it is true we sinned according to God's law, and after we started living together, we paid a high price. It was a different story. Nicolay was living a life on the edge anyway because of the ongoing separation with his ex-wife.

He saw me as a light in the darkest period of his life. To him, I also became the other missing part of him. Our hearts stuck together and were ready to stay together no matter what.

After we started living together, we actually lived in guilt and isolation from God for seven years. Of course, it cost a lot to make it happen—to make our living together possible.

I was beaten, punished, and locked up by my parents. I used to jump from the balcony so I could go to a girlfriend of mine. I used to call Nicky from her phone (mine was seized) and let him know, Nicky, I am okay. Do not worry.

He was rejected by his relatives, friends, and acquaintances. The people who used to be with him left him because he had decided to be happy.

The world totally captured me, and Satan became the lord of my life.

I surrounded myself with so many walls; I had so many complexes, therefore communicating with me became harder and harder.

A Great Burden of Guilt

In 2013, my parents got divorced. I loved my father more than the air I breathe, but I never told him that. He never said it to me either. I do not remember being hugged by him, but even if I were, it was quite rare. This hurts me even today, but it is now buried somewhere deep in my heart. I never told him anything because I didn't want to make the people I love feel uncomfortable or hurt by a certain truth. I was secretly weeping for him but never in front of anyone. I could not afford it as I was not supposed to seem weak.

Because of the husband I chose, I have been called different names. I was a real sensation by that time in the neighborhood I used to live in. They were pointing a finger at me, and the pastor of the church we used to attend was so angry because of my act and choice for a partner in life. He had to say, I will never allow that girl to walk into the church.

Look, I understand him. Nicky was a worshiper at the church, and when he chose me to be part of his life, he had to leave the ministry of worship. Actually, he was a good worshiper of the Lord. Unfortunately, the church was deprived of a worshiper like Nicky, and the reason was me.

Do you realize what a big burden of guilt I embraced, and do you ask yourselves how the life of a so-called sinful girl continued?

Intentional Destruction

It was inevitable for a girl in the above-mentioned condition not to embrace the false world's entertainments. I started taking drugs, drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes and weed, and I was gambling. Twenty hours a day, I was on the phone playing cards online and had only four hours of sleep.

I hurt my relatives by not paying any attention to them. I lived in a demonic world, and all this had its consequences.

I became more nervous; I was going insane and into hysterias and depressions. I often did not have a lot of things because of the lack of finances. There was a period in our life with Nicky when, during a hard winter, we were without money, electricity, and wood for heating. He suffered about this situation, and because of that, he repeatedly said to me, Please leave me. You are in misery because of me. My answer was that if it were necessary, I would sleep on a bench with him, but I would not leave him because love had no price.

From all these anxieties and worries, I got heartaches, and I needed to take pills to comfort me, but these pills made me fall asleep instantly. I became a robot managed by Satan.

Sometimes I had a fresh train of thoughts for change in my mind, but I rushed to reject them.

I had some suicide attempts, and my words were worse than mere curses.

Nicky had a pile of loans from his past. Despite his prestigious job (a miner), the ATM displayed BGN 0.00 each month. His full salary was blocked by the banks. This was very oppressing to us. He was working privately in his days off for the amount of BGN 20 (some EUR 10) per day.

Everything mentioned above, plus having in mind my whole childhood, reflected heavily on me. It left such a significant scar in me that it became hard for me to communicate with people. I was locked inside myself; I was rarely smiling.

I even separated from Nicky—it was my fault. I went to live in another town, and I decided I would completely punish myself by destroying my entire life. I wanted to hurt myself. I was suffering, but I did not show it as much as it was up to me. I am okay, I was telling everyone who asked me how I was. I could not afford to seem as if I was complaining to somebody.

We were separated from Nicky for three months, and my stubbornness was over. I expressed my wish to come back to him, and he accepted me with open arms because of his great love for me. We were together again, and we were about to leave for the Czech Republic because of the difficult conditions surrounding us. Deep inside of me, I did not accept this thought of leaving my country, yet I did not have any other choice.

Just before we left for the Czech Republic, I had applied at a university. I wanted to be a lawyer. In order for it to happen, I had to pass an exam. I got almost a full A, 5.80 out of 6.00. I was in, and I went to live in a town called Blagoevgrad for a couple of months to attend classes and lectures.

One day, before I entered one of my lectures, I received a call that changed my entire desire of staying in Blagoevgrad—not a single minute more. I broke off with the university and left. For a long period, I tormented myself knowing my life was ruined because of my decision not to be a lawyer. Nowadays I know God was the One who stopped that thing.

Today I do not torment myself anymore. I am thankful.

If He had allowed me then to become a lawyer, this book would not be a reality today. I would be deep in the world—in Satan's paws. I would not have been used for the good deeds so many people's lives have been changed by. And so, without thinking much, with sorrow in my heart and together with a lot of misfortunes, we set our feet off.

BGN 12.50

We were betrayed by our close friends, yet we gathered some strength and left with our own money—the amount of BGN 12.50 (some EUR 6.40). During that time, my mother wished to come with us, and she had BGN 100 (EUR 55), and this amount helped us all a lot.

We were accommodated in a hostel with shared bathrooms and toilets. The money was getting less and less, and the bread was moldy. We started work at the Daikin factory, where the job was very hard. My mother left for Bulgaria, but we stayed.

I often repeated I hated my life, but Nicky urged me to surrender in prayer—after seven years' isolation from God. I refused… I felt distance and coldness, and it felt weird for me to pray. Sin grew in my life. I was lying to myself that some things brought me happiness, but I was actually dying in my sin.

On a sunny day in May of 2017, I fell down and broke my ankle. I was taken to a hospital in our neighbors' car. Nicky carried me all the time in his arms because I was not able to step on my feet. I got a plaster on my leg. I took sick leave, and rested in my bed for three months. Nicky was working and taking care of the household and making sure I was fed. He took great care to make me feel good.

He bathed me on a chair in the bathroom.

So those three months passed by, yet I did not try to find God even once. On the other hand, my employers insisted I start working, and I was forced to go to work even before I had recovered and with no rehab procedures provided.

My first working day after those three months was a night shift, I remember very clearly. It was too hard for me. I was in pain but kept working. In the morning at the end of the shift, my ankle was very swollen. Nicky