April 23, 2012
Dad told me last week that he
had a friend dying of cancer. The man, Mr. David, had a son that had died a year ago from the
same thing and he knew it was only a matter of days before he would
die too. The doctors didn't give him long. The Holy Spirit quickened
me and I told Dad to bring him to me bc the Lord was going to heal
him, I just knew it! Dad texted me today (abt a week later) and said his friend was up
at dad's shop and they were about to come back to our house. I began
seeking the Holy Spirit and praying hard.
Dad walked up the stairs and said his
friend was too weak to come upstairs.
As I walked downstairs, feeling the
assurance and power of the Spirit, I held out my hand to shake his,
introduced myself and told him God wanted to heal him. I could tell he was nervous but I didn't care. I asked
if I could pray for him and placed my hands on his chest. I spoke of
the healing power of the blood, I rebuked the devil, I prayed in the Spirit, I encouraged him to believe and not listen to the lies of
the enemy, I told him to go and sin no more, and I told him to lift
his hands and thank God for the healing. He did, and then said, “We
gotta go!” He looked sacred to death!
But, I knew God was in control! I walked upstairs and into my
home and continued to pray with tears over this man. The Holy Spirit was SO strong!
Within 5 minutes or so, I got a phone
call from Dad and 5 minutes after that the man called me personally
from Dad's phone. This is his recount:
A week ago, the man sat under a tree
ready to accept death. My dad's face popped up before his eyes. He
came to visit dad and tell him of his condition. He promised to come
back and see dad again to bring him a gift for all dad's kindness
towards him. When he came back, Dad told him his daughter wanted to
pray for him. They came back to my house and he was too weak to walk
up the stairs.(and afraid, I'm sure) So, I came down to meet him. He
said a voice told him not to let me lay my hands on him or pray for
him. But he didn't budge because he knew who it was trying to stop
it. (satan). When I laid my hands on him the first time, electricity
shot down the left side of his body. He heard a noise like an
electric fan whirling, and he looked all around trying to find where the sound was coming from. But, he realized it was coming from between us (I heard and felt nothing). I took my hands off of him and when I put
them back on him, a cold electricity shot down his right side. His
stomach began to churn and bubble. His shoulder had been hurting him
and he couldn't hardly lift his arm because his shoulder hurt so badly. Dad heard him complain about it
before they came. I had no idea, and asked him to lift his arms and
thank Jesus for the healing...which he did. He then informed me that
they had to go-( because he didn't know what he had just experienced
and was a little freaked out.)
As they rode down the street towards
the little gas station to get something to eat, he began to complain
of feeling sick and his head hurting. His mouth tasted of copper. He
went into the store by himself while dad waited in the car. As he was
in the store, he had a vision of me continuing to pray for him after he left(which
I was) and immediately his sense of smell, which was gone because of
the chemo/radiation, was restored. He had bought something to eat and
kept remarking how good it smelled, taking deep breaths, astonished.
He got back into the truck and told
my dad about it. He said the nagging feeling in his stomach was gone
and he could smell. His eyes, previously, had been bloodshot and
cloudy. Dad noted that they were now clear and he had a glow about
him. The man began to get excited, calling himself giddy and said he
felt like he did before he ever had the cancer and felt really good!
He was boxing in the air, saying look at me now! (Shoulder healed) He had dad drop him
off at the park and said he felt like he could run around the whole
thing. Dad said he was so excited to feel so good! He said he had seen people healed but had never been so close
to it himself. He said what he experienced this day was real.
About an hour and a half later, he
came back to dad's shop with a friend and said he was feeling sick after he left the park so, he went and drank a Gatorade. Immediately following, he threw up a big black piece of
what "looked like leather" that was about 9 inches long (he held his
hands out to demonstrate the length and said he had to pull it out of
his mouth). And now he feels better than he has in a year. He even
came to my house and worked in my back yard to help a friend take my
dad's old camper away. He was smiling and glowing and looked healthy
as can be!
Update: The next week, he went to his
doctor who confirmed the small cancers surrounding the large one were
GONE and the big one was “like a dead planet. Nothing flowing to or
from it.” He had to cancel hospice and swears he was healed of every ailment in his body in that one day!
Total healing, by the blood of Jesus :)
Praise GOD..Glory to God alone!
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