Testimony 3

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I am cancer FREE! Our God is still in the business of healing and performing miracles 🙏

Facebook friends – I want to thank all of you for the continued prayers and acts of kindness shown to me and my family throughout this entire fight! There were so many days that seemed hopeless! THANK YOU ALL for showing love and support to us. I want to take a minute to share some of my story. It is my hope that it will find it’s way to someone who is struggling, just like I was… and that it will renew their faith and restore their hope.

I was diagnosed with stage 4 metastatic breast cancer at the age of 36… It was so aggressive it metastasized to my bones, while on chemotherapy. I had already undergone a bilateral mastectomy and multiple other surgeries and still, cancer was spreading throughout my body. I seemed to be on a train that was speeding faster and faster out of control, and I felt that my death was imminent.

As a last-ditch effort to find any hope, we traveled to the top cancer hospital in the country, MD Anderson. My dad and I sat in the room, both hoping to hear of some new treatment or study that I might qualify for. We couldn’t have been more wrong. There was nothing they could do. There was no need to stay for any tests or treatments, we were wasting our time. I’ll never forget how fast and easy they said that and how loud the door shut behind them, slapping us in the face with the undeniable reality…I was dying.

I came home and got sicker. I had more and more complications. I have been on chemotherapy and a diet of mixed medications for over a year now. I lost my hair, I lost my body, I lost my independence, I lost every ounce of self-esteem I ever had… And I lost all hope. My cancer continued to spread and now, it was in my lymph nodes and lymphatic system.

A friend of mine asked if she could give a preacher (Jim Hockaday) my number so he could call and pray with me. On Feb 14th, I received a call from him. He asked if I was saved, and I said yes. He asked if I thought God would heal me… and I answered honestly, I didn’t know. I had no reason to believe that God would heal me, I had witnessed death and sickness (specifically cancer) my entire life, spending all my life in medicine, going to school for years to become a nurse practitioner, I understood my illness probably better than most, and I knew what my odds were… death. He began to witness to me of miracles he had seen and preach to me in a way that made sense. If God in fact lived within me, sickness could not. God is absolute, he is life, therefore sickness could not take over my body if I was filled with Christ. Did I ever go to God for healing? Well, no. I went to doctors, I turned to every other possible treatment out there more time. I just wanted time to raise my son before he took me. I wasn’t ready yet.

I started to open my heart and my mind as this preacher spoke to me, I closed my eyes and really listened. He was speaking, mid-sentence actually, when he stopped and said, “right there, right then, God just healed you, did you feel it?” Well, yes. Something happened the exact moment he said that I couldn’t deny it. I felt a jolt of warmth that filled my body, it dropped me to my knees. My left arm was tingling all the way down into my fingers (where my positive lymph nodes were) My dog (who never barks) barked the exact moment he said that God had just healed me. There were too many things that happened at that split second to have been a coincidence. I felt something inside of me that I can’t explain but at that moment I KNEW, WITHOUT A DOUBT, GOD HAD JUST HEALED ME. I stayed on my knees, for the first time in my life really praising God. The song “I surrender all” came to my mind and I found it online and listened to it over and over as I wept with my hands in the air. My life changed that night, I haven’t been the same since. I told a handful of people that I believed God had healed me, and my upcoming scan would be clear. I don’t think anyone believed me; they had no reason to.

The following week I had my follow-up PET scan and for the first time I wasn’t nervous or scared! Then the doctor’s office finally called me and said my PET scan “looked great”. I cried, looked at my dad and said, “I told you, God healed me”. I went and spoke to my doctors in person and read the official report and “my cancer” that had literally eaten my body alive IS GONE. There is no other explanation other than God healed me, and YES, I’m going to return to work as soon as I’m able. THANK YOU FOR THE PRAYERS, THEY WORKED!!!!!! 🙏