When they got to the church, a still skeptical Kevin entered a room off the main hallway. He recalls seeing a beautiful, warm light illuminate paintings of Christ hanging on the walls. After years of taking a no-nonsense approach to his daughter's impairment, his emotions unfurled. He dropped to the floor sobbing, praying for God's intervention. Please, please, Lord, help MacKenzie.
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?I saw MacKenzie in a spinning machine, strapped in securely. She was getting her brain stimulated in a controlled environment. I saw that machine and the blueprint right in front of me, clear as day,? he recalls.