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Healing from Breast Cancer
March 27th, 2011

I got to understand that God dishes out to you more than one gift, with some quite so visible and others not so visible however they are revealed as you go along in life. My first love is for fashion and makeup. I am so passionate about beauty and get excited when I get the opportunity to display my makeup artistry skills as well as coming up with a unique design that is later transformed into an outfit. Designers and makeup artist often collaborate both as it comes with the territory. I am also passionate about writing and see my skills as a medium to encourage people.

I feel particularly drawn towards women because life as a woman can be quite challenging that often you feel as thou the entire world wants a piece of you. However in the midst of it all God brings out the best in you through your situations.

I was least prepared for this journey God was about to take me on. It all started in the early hours on the 6th of November 2010, it was a saturday morning. I was still in bed relaxing and felt the urge to carry out my usual self-examination( I believe God prompted this) am not sure why I started with the right breast. Anyways as I proceeded, I came across a small lump at the corner of my right breast.

Initially I was afraid, but then I prayed about it and waited patiently to see my GP (General Practitioner or Doctor) the following monday. My GP examined me and then refered me to see a specialist. The weeks to follow were a bit daunting as my mind became a battle field. I finally received my letter of appointment to see the specialist. At this stage I felt the need to speak up so I informed my younger sister who lives in Nigeria( West africa). It took a while longer to inform the rest of the family which consist of my three older brothers and a second youngest sister.

We are a close-knit family and encourage each other in difficult times.
A day before my appointment of the 17th of November 2010, my nipple started to discharge blood this worried me and I increasingly became concerned but no afraid. I usually get on the computer to check ever and anything, however it did not cross my mind at this stage. My brothers and sisters had encouraged me so much in the word of God that I felt like a warrior going to battle.

I hurried back to my GP, this time I saw another doctor (this usual happens in an emergency, you see the next available GP) She examined me and said she was unable to find any lump in the suspicious area. Looking back now I recollect the strange look she gave me as thou she knew something I didn’t.

She probably did from the symptoms, however she did not know of my Healer. She drew my attention to a dimpled like orange peel effect she had felt at the top part of the same breast and questioned if I was aware of it. I informed her I was just seeing it first hand and perhaps it had just appeared. She advised I waited for my initial appointment to see the specialist and proceeded to take a swab. From then on it was test after test.


My appointment of the 17th of November 2010 was an all day event. The results came back, however the specialist felt some of the results were inconclusive and a further and final test was re-scheduled for the 22nd of November 2010. This day marked the beginning of a self finding journey. I have simply refused to accept the doctor’s report, so when i relay my story, i like to say the right breast was diagnosed with DCIS.


The diagnoses suggests that the right breast was with (DCIS) Ductal carcinoma in situ, which is the earliest stage of breast cancer also known as pre-cancer or non-invasive cancer. Ductal carcinoma in situ(DCIS) of the breast is an early, localized cluster of cancer cells that start in the milk passages (ducts) but have not penetrated the duct walls into the surrounding tissue.


With all this information flowing around my head I moved from one emotion to another. I remember the specialist asking me if I expected it and with a calm voice i said no, as i thought to myself is it some sort of important guest you expect and prepare for. It was then that I began to cry, my initial thoughts were about my husband and children, my entire family knowing full well it will juggle a few memories. Yes my mother too was diagnosed in her 50s and I recollect back then I was a teen living in my native country of Nigeria. With the little knowledge I had back then, I thought cancer was an old school illness. It took me till date to understand that it’s not old school, in-fact it’s more new school than ever and it knows no race, color, gender nor age. I intensified my research analyst skills and got to understand that there is a global rise in breast cancer due to westernized lifestyle and there are also preventive measures to reduce the risks of breast cancer, however the doctors will not let you in on this you have to basically do your research to know.


Looking back to the very beginning, i strongly believe God held me by the hands and prepared me for this journey and I will forever be grateful to him. I am willing to go wherever he will take me on this knowledge and self finding journey. I am truly blessed and hold on to God’s words in Jeremiah 30:17 of his promise to restore health to me and to heal me of wounds.


I began to prepare myself for treatment, i started to read and meditate on healing scriptures, i read books, researched on the treatment and recovery. i would refer to the book i was reading, a wonderful book by Dr Betty R. Price (Through the Fire & Through the Water).

This book became one of my best friends, i also read a book by Bishop Oyedepo (on the benefits of taking the Holy communion) as I enter into phase of my journey.

I knew it wasn’t going to be easy but I choose to be still knowing God is with.

Jenny’s Healing Testimony
January 24th, 2008

This is a very recent testimony. My period started normally but before the end of the day i started feeling some unbearable pain on one side of my tummy. It was so terrible that i was moving from one side of the bed to another in agony.

I called my fiance and told him about it and he told me if i read some chapters in the book of psalm into a drinking water and drink it i’l be fine. I did exactly as he said. i had an opened 7up so i decided to use it. i read two chapters of psalm that was praising God and that was asking God to deliver, i then prayed afterward and told God to heal me and that i believe his words that i have just read. After doing this i slept and woke up some hours.

I felt so much better afterward. The pain is gone and its gone even as im presently saying it. I believe the word of the lord and i encourage people not to be scared to take the step of faith because God only wants you to believe, you just leave the rest to him for him to do and he will surely do it for you. God answers prayers and he will surprise you. Glory be to the almighty God.

kandiikane:
Oh I believe in God's miracles but not man's miracles. I do not question the miracles of God but that of Man.

Sister, good you believe in Gods miracle, I am sure that God don’t need miracle, its man who needs miracle from God.

But I still don’t understand the Man’s miracle you are talking about, pls can you explain to that iffect? Or maybe you can help differentiate both of them.

God is still doing great things in our days, particularly for his kids. Healing, Miracles, Blessings, Prosperity etc, all these good stuff are mainly for God’s Children.

It is a basic truth that the unbeliever can’t receive a miracle or healing from God, unless they receive the eternal life of God which give them the right and power of becoming the sons of God.

Unfortunately, must believers (Christians) don’t believe in miracle, some still have doubt about the move of God in some services, by so doing they missed God’s timing for them in regards to their specific or peculiar challenge.

But, by hearing and reading TESTIMONIES of people, they regain their trust in God’s working Power and through that they receive their miracle.

(And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death. Rev. 12:11)

Following the death of my father from cancer, I discovered the growth of cancer on my scalp just above my hairline. It was diagnosed as a fast growing, virulent skin cancer and surgery was scheduled to have it removed.
I didn’t want it to advance to other parts of my body. I was very concerned about it. It had turned black and because of its location, I was no longer able to comb my hair or go to the barber.

I was prayed for at my church and I felt the Lord’s presence and peace while the congregation prayed.
Later on while visiting my home cell group I listened to their guest speaker Tim Greenwood present his testimony of healing from terminal heart disease. After the presentation Tim asked for those that needed prayer to come forward. Since I had surgery planned, I came forward to have him pray that it would all go well during the surgery. However, Tim was led of the Holy Spirit to pray, “Cancer I bind you in the Name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth!” I curse you at the very root!” “ I command all blood supply and fluids to be cut off from you!” “And that you dry up, wither and fall off.”

Tim instructed me not to keep looking at or feeling the tumor. But rather, just to keep praising God for my healing—this is using your shield of faith.
I didn’t ‘feel’ anything happen at the time. His wife gave me a tape and Tim’s book “Walking In Faith.” I went home and read the book and began listening to the tape—"Receive Your Healing Now!"—it was full of scriptures pertaining to healing.

About three days later while washing my hair in the shower I felt something in my hand. It was a hunk of the tumor. I looked in the mirror and about 2/3 of the tumor was gone!
I still had surgery planned but thought “OK, it may take some cutting but now it would not take as much of my hair.” I was concerned about scarring and permanent loss of hair, since it was right in the front of my head!

I was getting ready to go to see my specialist on the day of my surgery. While washing my hair I again felt something again in my hand. It was the rest of the tumor! It looked as if it had heated up and melted right in my hand! It fell on the floor of the shower and went down the drain.

I got out of the shower and looked in the mirror, and now the tumor was totally gone, and I was ecstatic! Then I got back in and took another shower.
Have you ever been head over heels in love and did something silly. This is how I felt. I am head over heels in love with my savior and HEALER—The Lord Jesus Christ.

I went in to see my doctor and was told that indeed the cancer was completely gone.
Praise God! For By His Stripes I was healed!

Peter Masonis
San Dimas, CA
April 24, 2002

kandiikane:
I am sorry but do you have a before and after photo?


Don't get me wrong I believe in miracles but there a lot of fraudulent pastors who go about claiming they can heal and lengthen legs. Even the victim will think their leg has been lengthened. It is the way they build up the mind so you can be deceived. Millions of people pay hundreds of thousands for miracles and healing and these "so-called" men of God use deception to make it you think it happened, if it does not work on you they will say you did not have enough faith.

Brother, it is better you just accept all testimonies people shared in order to give thanks & glory to God. God is the performer of all miracles because it is the children’s bread.

Perhaps, it is a very dangerous position for a man to start questioning a miraculous act of God. For me, I have so much believed in God’s working power that there is nothing He can’t do. So be there proof or not, as long as God is the one responsible for the miracle, then is okay by me.
And we know that it is a great thing to share TESTIMONIES according to God’s word, because to a great extent it encourages others who have similar situation to increase their faith in receiving their own miracle.

(And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death. Rev. 12:11)

My name is Taunya Dowell and I'm 31 years old. I would like to share my testimony with you on the Miraculous Power of my Lord Jesus Christ.

When I was eleven years old, I was playing football with some boys and I was tackled. As a result, I fractured my left hip. I went through three surgeries and was in a cast from the waist down for a year and a half. My hip did not heal as the doctors had expected and over the years my left leg did not grow normally, and it ended up being one inch shorter than the right.

I had MRIs done that determined the discrepancy in the length of my legs and one inch build-ups were made for all my left shoes. However, I continued to suffer from constant pain. Until one day in June, 1996.

I met Hal, who shared with me his healing ministry. My faith in Jesus was strong and I believed in the Bible and what it said. And when he shared with me the miracles he had seen through the power of prayer and calling on the power of Jesus, I wanted this for myself, and believed it was possible.

It was a beautiful sunny day in Coronado, CA. When I crawled out of bed that morning, I was totally unprepared for a miracle. What happened changed my life forever.

But God works his wonders in mysterious ways. Hal and I were sitting outside at a restaurant when he asked me if I would like to receive prayer. I was a little shy at first since we were out in public but then I said, "Let's do it".

So he sat across from me and took both my ankles in his hands, with my legs stretched out, and started praying and invoking the power of the Holy Spirit in the name of Jesus and commanded my leg to grow. My left leg started getting very hot right above my knee and my bone started growing. My bone grew a whole inch right before our very eyes. I was so filled with the awesome power of the Holy Spirit I could barely think straight. I was awe-struck for hours.

I had to go barefoot because my shoes were of no use any more. I've been checked out by doctors and they are at a loss for words. I has been over two years and I still don't need to have a lift in my shoe.

I give all the glory to Jesus and now I have also learned how to pray for others to be healed. Based on Mark 16: 17-18, I feel we are called to pray for others for healing. Besides, it's not me nor anybody else who does the healing -- it's the power of the Holy Spirit. The Lord just needs laborers to deliver the blessing.

Taunya Dowell

1/4/2011 "Harold came to the Sprigfield Healing Room with a female friend who needed prayer, Harold waited quietly while the team prayed for his friend, when they were done they were about to leave Jeff was led by the Holy Spirit to ask if the could pray for Harold, with a perplexed look on her face she said go ahead.

What we did not know at that time was that Harold was deaf and had never spoken in 45 years. As we prayed in the Healing Room, the HS commanded that I say " In the name of Jesus open these ears and loose this tongue" The room became deafly quiet until someone called his name, he turned his head towards that person.

then I called his name and he turned his head towards me, then i said, say Jesus, he said it in a muted tone, then I said "Say Jesus again" clear as day like he had spoke it all his life he called out the name Jesus, its our understanding that Harold has not stopped speaking since that day . Praise the Lord"
- Harold R.
Springfield Healing Rooms

1/5/2011 "Walked in with a hyper extended knee injury with pain at about a 7 or 8 level. I walked out with NO pain at all. Praise God!"
- Clint
Duluth Area Healing Rooms

1/5/2011 "I broke my wrist in at least two places (they thought possible 3). It was casted and I was to go in for an x-ray the next morning.

I received prayer, felt something pop and heat go through my wrist. Three X-rays showed NO BROKEN BONES even after first x-rays showed at least 2 broken bones. Doctor was white and wide eyed. He showed me all x-rays side-by-side. Praise God. He removed my cast and I did push-ups. Hallelujah!"

- Cody
Duluth Area Healing Rooms

I saw the miracles of God

A testimony of Sompis Phontep

Compiled by Vachiravan Vanlaeiad

I was born into a Buddhist family. My husband and I had been so very religious that he once was ordained as a Buddhist monk and I, for various periods, a nun (without shaving head and eyebrows). I had also constantly practiced meditation and did all kinds of merits guided by the teachings of Buddha.

When our 2 daughters (twins) were born into our family, we had experienced extreme hardships. We had to hire somebody to take care of our daughters so that I could work to help ease my husband’s burden. Later, my husband had gone to an evangelical center called Maitrichit Suan Sayam which was only a small house located in suburban Bangkok. I didn’t have the idea when and how and why my husband had put his trust in God. However, he started to pray and talked to me about God. Although I had tried so hard to resist his new belief, he wouldn’t listen. This had caused serious quarrels for so many times that I nearly filed for divorce.

Then the evangelical center had moved to the new location, my husband were still stuck to his belief and went to worship God there. Finally, he received water baptism and thrown away Buddha images of his gigantic collection. This time I was so stunned and speechless.

My first encounter by God’s miracles was when our family had visited Pataya as a result of my husband’s joining a Christian retreat. Even though I still strongly resisted Christianity, I felt OK to bring our daughters to that seaside town. At the retreat, there’s a Christian teacher approaching me and telling me that if I had any problem I could pray to God for help. I then, for the first time, closed my eyes and prayed, “God, if You really exist, may You improve my family’s welfare that I can stay home and raise my own children…may we have our own business at home…and may our business is prosperous that we won’t lack anything anymore. Thank you God, amen.” However, I had never told anyone about my prayers.

One year since then, our family’s finances had been gradually improved. We had rented a house and converted it into a shop selling air-conditioners and accessories. My husband then told me to resign from work and stay home raising our children and helping him in this business. I still doubted whether this was God’s answer to my prayers. However, I started going to church. I had since constantly prayed to God to bless our business and God did granted my requests.

Our family’s business had been prospering until 25 August 2007 which was the most miserable day of my life. My husband, while working, had fallen down from the second floor of a building. He was in a very serious condition, having blood constantly flow from his left ear. He was extremely tormented. After taking him to Ramkhamhaeng Hospital, an immediate CT brain scan was made to him. There’s no response of the iris in both eyes, the doctors then had to do CPR on him. He was rushed to the operating theatre because he had basilar skull fracture. Some of his ribs were also broken, puncturing his lungs. The doctors said he was in coma and the possibility of death was enormous. All I could do was pray, “God, I would surrender to You if You could save my husband’s life. I believe You exist. Please help me.”

After the doctors had finished the operation (which was smooth, thank God), we had to wait and watch his symptoms. If he survived, he would loose his memory…couldn’t talk or do anything. Or at worst, he might in a vegetable state. I was very disheartened and couldn’t go on living if without helps and prayers from God’s servants and His people. Every moment of my life I cried and prayed, begging God to spare my husband’s life…asking Him for a miracle.

Praise the Lord that on the third day, my husband’s condition was dramatically improved. All of his symptoms of edema were gradually lessened. Both of his left arm and leg showed responsive signs. The doctors told me that at least three to five years or at most 10 years, my husband would be healed (but not completely).

During these times, God had abundantly bestowed His love upon me and my family in every aspect. I had seen and witnessed the wonder of united prayers of every Christian who knew our predicament. I had been supported: financially, physically, and mentally from all people surrounding me. Then one week had passed since the operation, my husband was released from the ICU. His condition had been so quickly improved that all the doctors astonishingly uttered the same sentence, “It’s a miracle!” My husband’s symptoms were improved every day until he could speak and recognize everyone and everything. I was so overwhelmed.

I thank God for His answers to fervent and incessant prayers of His children. He had proved Himself to be the God of miracles…the Wonderful Healer. This time I had wholeheartedly surrendered my life into His loving Hands.

Finally, my husband was discharged from the hospital, which took only 20 days from the day he was admitted. And within 3 months he could walk and live his normal life. At this time he was 100% healed.

I would like to take this opportunity to give thanks to our God, to all brothers and sisters in Christ, and to everyone who had been God’s instruments in bringing healing and encouragement to our family. May the Lord, Almighty God be with you and bless you in everything you do.

Former Broadway Musician Caspar McCloud Saved and Healed of Heart Failure

"Some years ago I was involved with Broadway, playing the part of the John Lennon in Beatlemania, and also recording as a solo artist for Atlantic Records. With my career going the way it was, a lot of people would think I was in the midst of fulfilling the American dream, but in actuality, it was a very stressful time in my life. My mother had died from cancer and then my father was murdered shortly thereafter. Little did I know that it would all take its toll on me some years later.

"It was my friend, Phil Keaggy, who lead me to the Lord back then, and helped me to break free from secular music, and learn to live my life for the Lord, Jesus Christ. I will always be grateful to Phil for sharing Jesus with me and for being such a good role model to me. Anyway, I was out playing here and there doing concerts, and ran into some difficulties a few years ago. Somehow I managed to come down with a heart condition. We are talking serious stuff here. I discovered that it also ran in my family tree, but having been an orphan now for a number of years, I did not know anything about this at first. The Bible talks about blessings and curses, and the sins of the Father being passed on to the third and forth generations. (Read Exodus 34:7, Deuteronomy Chapt 28, II Timothy 3:16 and Galations 3:10-3:29) I will tell you that I did not grow up in a Christian home.

"I was sent to see a cardiologist after a week in hospital in the fall of '99, and the future looked pretty grim. I had just acquired a young 3 year old Tennessee Walking horse, as I have been an equestrian most of my life, and am as passionate about horses, as I am about art and music. I was told I would never ride again. Soon I was put on some very dangerous medicines, that actually have caused sudden death, the very thing it is supposed to prevent. Being a believer, I desperately ran after the Lord. Hebrews 11:1 "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." I was at a church service in Dallas, GA about that time. My friend, Eddie Rogers, who was a pastor there prophesied over me, and told me the Lord would heal me and I would receive a miracle, and live a long healthy life. Eddie helped me understand that the Lord wants to heal us, but we still have our part to play. I mean, not everyone gets saved, and yet the Bible teaches that God wants to save all of us that none shall parish. Of course you can see God wants to heal all of us as well, but we still have a part to play. We have choices to make. How many times in the Bible did Jesus say to someone, "your faith has healed you?! " So faith must have a part in getting one healed. Without faith we can not even be saved. You are saved by faith! ( If you have not yet been healed, I am not saying that maybe you don't have enough faith, because God gives us all a measure of faith. Faith can increase, however."So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God"-- Romans10:17 ) Also, "as a man thinkth so he is." So I came to that place where I had to ask myself, "Whose report are you going to believe?" I sought after the Lord Jesus, day and night and discovered Hebrews 13:8 that God is the same yesterday, today and forever. Malachi 3:6 He changes not!

"So I got to thinking, "when did he stop doing miracles?" My friends the Newsboys all prayed for me and the lead singer, Peter Furler told me his dad, Bill, had prayed for a blind man once, back in Australia and he received his sight. My good friend Seth Barnes of AIM, (Adventures in Missions) encouraged me in the Word, and also showed me amazing reports from around the world where the Lord was still doing miracles, healing people, and even raising some from the dead. He got me to read a book by Jack Deere, Surprised by the Spirit, and in it I found stories that also helped build my faith. There was one story of a young boy who had been dead over six hours, and a evangelist from North Carolina, named Mahesh Chavda was used to pray him back to life with many witnesses. Yes, this happened in our life time. Read your Bible and see for yourselves. It talks about casting out evil spirits and raising the dead. (Mark 16 and Matt 10:7-8--KJV) After the Holy Spirit came upon them even the Apostles did these things. As believers we are told "this and greater things shall you do!" Many Christians just do not study the Word for themselves, but trust their pastor instead to think for them, which actually puts extra burdens on the pastor. No offence, but they are still just men too, and in Romans 7 Saint Paul admits the things he wants to do he does not always do, and the things he does not want to do-- that he does, because of the evil that dwells within. All of us have fallen short, of the glory of God. What I am trying to say is you need Jesus Christ to be Lord over all of your life-- every aspect of it. So make sure all the thoughts you have line up with what God says. Think holy words always!

"Anyway, I started looking for the Lord in a number of Churches and ministries and as He said, "seek and you shall find!" Eventually I ended up at Pleasant Valley Ministries in Thomaston, GA. After receiving ministry there, I was healed of a so-called incurable heart disease! Then in July 2001 I was there for a church service just a week after I was ordained as a minister, which was also the same day I was taken off heart medicine. I was asked to share my gifts of music in that service, but instead of doing so, I began to have heart trouble, of which I knew I was already healed. My Doctor, Terri Allen of Montgomery, Alabama, (the Fit Center) who to me is the best doctor in the world, was with me at the time. I recall her taking my pulse and looking very concerned, but saying, "we have tried medicine, now we must just trust in the Lord," and she kept praying for me all through this time.

"After the service had ended, I was talking to Pastor Henry and his staff, and I suddenly started to pass out. Actually, I was dying right there on the alter of the Lord. Dr. Terri, was taking my pulse. For two and half hours it had been faint and irregular, and was at this moment completely gone! All I recall was hearing Pastor Henry say," I know how to deal with this." Pastor Henry prayed at this time, apparently casting out a spirit of death. I recall Dr. Terri telling me how astonishing that was because she had her finger on my pulse, and it was non-existant. The instant Pastor Henry prayed, my pulse came back so strong and healthy that it pushed her finger off, which had never happened to her before in all her years of medical practice and ER duties.

"It's impossible to have no pulse and then suddenly have a normal healthy one. Anita Hill, who is a nurse and Pastor Henry's assistant, was taking my pulse on the other hand and had the exact same experience as Dr, Terri. The Bible tells us, "Nothing is Impossible with God!" In a tape series called " Spirit World Realities 2002 " by Pastor Henry, he mentions this story and goes on to say,"What should we have done? Called 911? It would have been too late. We called on the name of Jesus, and Caspar is alive and well today!"

"Pastor Henry Wright, is one of the most Christ-like men I have ever met in my life. I believe he operates in all nine gifts of the Holy Spirit. I am eternally grateful to him for the work he does in ministry to teach the truth and set people free. I believe perhaps, thousands of people have been healed of all sorts of terrible diseases by the Lord, through this ministry all around the world. I would strongly suggest you take a look at the book, A More Excellent Way, and also Biblical Foundations for Freedom, which were transcribed from Pastor Henrys teaching of the Word. If you have not yet heard of it, you can order it at 800 453 5775.

"A few months ago I was preaching at a Church, and Dr Terri drove over four hours both ways, just to help me testify to what I have just shared. When Dr. Terri shared her side of the story at the end of the service, she went on to say that indeed, it would have been to late to call 911, and that I had already been on last ditch medicine. There was nothing anyone could have done to save me. I ask you, do we serve a Living God or what?!!! All Praise be to my Lord Jesus Christ, I thank Him everyday for my now good health, for allowing me to still be here to watch my children grow up in the knowledge of the Lord, to be here for my wife, family, and friends, and to ride my horse again, to make music and art unto the Lord, and serve Him through this ministry. Alleleuia!"

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Then said Je'sus to those jews which believed on Him, If ye continue in My word, then are ye My disciples indeed. And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
John 8:31-32
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Caspar McCloud

Email address is: casparmccloud at yahoo.com

Healed Of Leprosy And More
I take this opportunity to thank my Lord Jesus Christ who is my everything. He has done so much for me that this is the least I can do to glorify His wonderful name.

The reason I started writing this testimony was because He had just healed me from a very painful toe injury. He has been healing me from all sorts of sickness and pain right from the time when I was just a little boy about 30 years ago in a remote town called Kuala Lipis in Malaysia.

When I was 6, I came down with a skin disease that left most of my face in big white patches. Strangely the patches were only on my face. Being the only child in the family, my parents were obviously worried and took me to the best skin specialists in Malaysia. All the money spent and all the medicine taken didnt solve the problem and this went on for 5 years. Not to mention all the painful and sarcastic taunts in school.

In 1975 we flew down to India to see a  renowned skin specialist. Some tests were made and a small section of the flesh on my face was removed for further tests.

A few weeks later the results came back. It was supposed to be the early stages of leprosy. My parents were close to being in a state of panic. By this time, my mother had accepted Christ as her personal saviour. She decided to take my case to the church elders and pastors. At the Kuala Lumpur Pentecostal convention, we met the senior sister who told us that she will pray for me. At the same time she told me to praise God everyday for 15 minutes for the healing He was going to give me.

Amazingly all the bright patches on my face just disappeared after a few months. What the doctors failed to do over a period of six years, God did it for me in less than 5 months. Today my face looks fine and I look as normal as the next guy. The only scar left being the one made by the specialist in India !!

Then about 8 years ago, I started developing a chronic backache. It used to get so painful, I had trouble breathing. I couldnt sleep at nights and had problems at work since being in the computer line required me to sit long hours in front of the PC. Going to the doctor wasnt very helpful since all of them would just give me some pain killers. The problem will go away for a while but will be back again. I tried changing everything from my chair in the office to the mattress at home but nothing helped.

Finally I turned to God and placed this problem at His feet. I stopped taking all pain-killers and depended solely on Him to deliver me from the pain. About 2 days later, I had a dream. In the dream, my mother who had passed away by then, and another person whom I have never seen before were praying hard and chasing away an ugly looking being. The creature had the shape of a human but its skin looked like it was covered in some oily susbstance. The creature ran away and the next morning I woke up without any pain. And I havent had a backache ever since.

Back to my toe now. Well by know I should have been a little more intelligent when it comes to having Jesus Christ as my personal doctor. But sadly, I happen to be one who gets easily discouraged when I fall sick. Despite my past experiences, I still rush to the doctor first before I take my problems to my Saviour.

About a month back, on Easter day, I accidently kicked my big toe on a table. It was just a small knock which quickly turned into a nightmare. The toe-nail had cut into the flesh and it turned septic. The pain was unbearable. In 2 days I wasnt able to walk anymore. I informed the pastor and the servants of God were upholding me in their prayers. After a few days the pain left, the toe started getting better and the swelling went down.

The reason why I am writing this is to share with others the wonderful things Jesus has done for me. Time and time again He has pulled me out of all sorts of problems. Once again He has shown me that He still heals even though I get discouraged and give up hope easily. We are healed by His stripes. He paid a terrible price so that we could receive this wonderful gift.
 

"Andrew Sukirtharaj"
andyraj@time.net.my

I have been a Christian since I was nine years old. I have always lived for the Lord.
I have had a lot of trials and heartaches. In 1982 I had cancer in a class 4b stage.
I had Hodgkins Disease. It had spread into my bone marrow. I was given six months
to live unless chemo did a miracle. I was on chemo for 10 months (went past my six months, thank GOD).

I went to a Spirit-filled revival and GOD healed me!
That morning I had went for chemo and x-rays and my doctor told me I was still in poor condition. That night I could hardly walk and was so sick at my stomach from chemo, but I wanted to go to this revival so bad, my mom took me.
I was called out of the audience and was anointed with oil. I knew instantly that I had been healed! I cannot explain the feeling, but it was like nothing I have ever felt before (or felt since then).

It was wonderful. I went in for chemo the next morning and I told my doctor I did not want to take
chemo because the Lord had healed me. He told me he believed in miracles, but the test the day
before showed him differently. I ask him to redo the tests. He said no. He explained to me
that if I did not take the chemo he would no longer be responsible for my health.
My mom begged me to take the chemo for her, so I did. Within 45 minutes after chemo,
I was on my way home and I became deathly ill and had an instant high fever.

My mother took me back to my doctor. I was rushed to the emergency room and put
in isolation for 9 days (no visitors etc). My mom could stay, but she had to stay
with me 24 hours a day because everything had to be sterile. She even had to wear
hospital clothes. My doctor thought I had hepatitis or something contagious.

Then it was all kinds of other infections. Every time the tests came back clear.
Finally after the ninth day he admitted that I no longer had cancer!
That I had seven different kinds of infections because my body had rejected the chemo.
Praise the Lord a million times!!! I have been in remission ever since!!!
When I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, I guess I was in shock.

I could not believe that I could have another major illness, especially since God healed me
from cancer. I still believe GOD can heal me, but if he chooses not to,
that is ok too. Many people are not as fortunate as I have been
to have a healing like I have had, and by rights, I should be dead.

But through God's grace
I have lived 15 more years that I would not have been blessed with. I am doing my best
to live everyday to it's fullest and not worry about what could or could not happen with the MS.

Back from the Dead

March 16th, 2010

On October 2, 2009 I was told by my cardiologist to return on the 9th for an echocardiogram to confirm VSD- adult. On October 14, 2009 I went to my Cardiologist for an Angiogram in the Catheterization Laboratory to make sure there was blockage for surgery to close the hole in my heart. During the angiogram I suffered a Mycardial infarction. I passed away for about 20 to 22 seconds. The warm blue ink caused a piece of plaque to break off and lodge into my left main coronary artery and cut off all blood and oxygen. The rt. coronary artery was completely blocked.

It was so so painful like an elephant sitting on my chest and my heart feeling it was going to brust at any second. They had a coronary defibrillator that was placed on my shoulders twice. When I was stabilized two stents where put in two days later from ICU I complained of heart pains they decided to go back into my heart to put six more stents into my rt. coronary artery. I’m a miracle because with a hole in my heart and a completely blocked RCA GOD still allow me to live. The cardiologist told me that patients have passed away with no damage to their heart.

I know it’s true because people have died during angiogram proceduce. I have a blocked main artery and VSD-Adult and the LORD still brings me back from the dead. I’m not finished I have to get the VSD-Adult problem fixed. There is a hole between the Rt. venticle and the Lt. venticle pouring oxygen pure blood in with the deoxygenated blood causing shortness of breath etc. So, sometime in 2010 the surgery will happen and I look forward to it.

I’m confident that the LORD is for me and HE has great things for me to accomplish for his Kingdom. What’s so incredible about this is that I was weighing 245 lbs. doing over-hand pull-ups for 18 to 20 reps for sets of 12. I was curling 135 lbs for 8 reps. sets of 5. I was a member of the Planet Fitness I worked all the machines with maximum weight. I had never been stronger in my entire life. All the time GOD knew I could die at any moment. My right coronary was completely blocked and I had a hole in my rt. venticle.

His name is LOVE and MERCY.

barnabasj:
alots of teeneger are on Nairaland, @seun222kun  is an example and one of them, the guy surpose to be Watching Carton Network and i dont know how you find yourself on the Internet. Anyway good luck

May be you should find out if he is a teen. U might just be wrong who knows.

Healed of Rheumatic Fever and Enlarged Heart

In the early 70's, a friend and I had planned a trip to Hawaii. Shortly before we were to leave, I suffered a heart attack. The trip was delayed for many weeks.

When I was finally able to get my doctor's permission to leave, my friend and I set out on an amazing journey.

While vacationing there, we came across an announcement about a visiting evangelist named Vaneta, and decided we would like to attend her meeting.

The next night we drove down to Kahalui to find her. After a fruitless search, we gave up and returned to our borrowed home on the mountainside.

Not wanting to miss her, we drove down the next night. Again, we were met by a darkened building and a parking lot. No light was visible anywhere. Just as we were about to leave, another car arrived.They, too, were looking for her. Being natives of Kahalui, they knew of another building on the campus and soon guided us to it. Sure enough, there was light from a single bulb in a hallway! Making our way to it, we were soon surrounded by others who had come to hear Vaneta.

At the end of the session, my friend and I joined the healing line. As I approached Vaneta she exclaimed, "Where have you been? I have been looking for you." The next thing I remember was my friend was on her knees beside me (I had fallen under the power of the Holy Spirit) saying to the evangelist, "She has a heart problem." Veneta's reply was, "Not anymore."

And sure enough, God had reached down and healed my life-long disease of rheumatic fever. Gone were the painful, swollen, joints. The enlarged heart began shrinking and my doctor subsequently cancelled my medication.

I was and still am healed through the caring of an intercessor, and by the power of the Holy Spirit, in the name of Jesus. Alleluia!

Fran Bassett

Jesus healed me from Black Magic

This is my testimony to the living Lord Jesus Christ which has been long over due but only recently have I realized the importance of a testimony. I belong to a Roman Catholic family (third of five children).

I married in 1982. Little did I know that my sister-in-law had a fling with my brother and was seeking to turn it into marriage which wasn’t my brother’s interest at the time. My husband and I started facing problems and started hearing noises. I could feel a tapping sensation every time I slept at night and I feared going to sleep. If I slept during the day, I would wake up with some part of my body swollen and palpitating. I had fallen very ill and had reduced to mere skin and bones. I visited my doctor due to pain in my abdominal area. The doctor said that my uterus had shifted and I would have to undergo surgery but he was unable to figure out what exactly was wrong with me.

I was then directed by a friend to a gifted Roman Catholic priest in Dec 1983. It was here that the priest told us that my sister-in-law had done black magic to me and cast multiple spells to break my marriage initially (which by the grace of God, though many hardships prior to and on my wedding day didn’t come into effect) and also cast a spell to stop me from getting children.

Prior to going to the priest, my family had me go to some Hindu tantric places (Please never go to these places, your problem only worsens as they converse with spirits). They too had mentioned that black magic was done by my sister-in-law. After going to these places, my problems still persisted.

The priest prayed over me and at that very moment I felt the world so much brighter. He then instructed my husband to pray (using the precious blood of Jesus) over my abdominal area everyday for the next couple of weeks. In the next couple of weeks by July ‘84, I conceived and was blessed with a healthy baby boy.
On the 30th of December 2010, I will be completing 28 years of marriage.

I thank the Lord Jesus for these blessings.

Gods work - No pain

Hello I'm now a 22 year old girl. Many years ago i started to get stomach pain and it came and left. Soon it started to get worse. And i didn't go to the doctor because it wasn't that bad at the beginning. Its just the type of person i am. I don't eat painkillers unless its really bad. I don't take medicine unless its really bad. I don't cry if unless its really bad. So i didn't go to the doctor because it was pain only a few times and not so often. But it got worse and worse and i couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.

And the few people i told told me to go to the doctor and i didn't want to go there. Maybe a year past by and soon it started to bleed when i went to the toilet. First time i was really scared and i thought tomorrow i will have to go to the doctor, but the morning after it didn't bleed and i didn't have any pain. So i didn't go to doctor, why should i? I'm not sic any more.

So it went a few months and it started to bleed again. And i didn't want to go to the doctor so i did some fast not honest pray to god, it went like this: Oh god please heel me it hurt so much i think i will start cry. And i wasn't even sure god existed so i didn't even believe anything would happen. Nest time it started to bleed i ate some painkillers. And time went by and i refused to go to the doctor.

I one day asked a true christian man in church to pray for my stomach pain and i told the man that i had so much pain and it was bleeding and i wanted it to go away. He told me lots of stuff that god wanted to tell me. That he loves me even if i don't believe it. I was so happy because he answered some stuff i been asking god. After i realized he never started to pray for my sickness. So i went home again and this time i was thinking god doesn't heel people.
I didn't want to go to church and i still didn't want to go to a hospital. I asked my friends what they thought was wrong with me, and i thought i had the answer, what my pain was. So i called a doctor over the phone and said i think i have this sickness and i have these symptoms. The pain was so often and painful so i some times told god to just kill me.

The doctor on the phone told me to go to the pharmacy and get some medicine for my sickness, so i did. And i treated my self with this medicine for around 3 months. And it didn't help. So i went to church and asked people to pray away the sickness and that didn't help either.

So i thought if god existed I'm sure he doesn't want to heel me. So i waited for someone to say anyone with this sickness can come up and get prayed for. I waited and waited and if people said someone with stomach pain, i didn't thought it was detailed enough. I was sure it was plenty people with stomach problem, i wanted them to call out more detailed about my sickness.

I waited and waited and waited. And was thinking GOD why are you not calling for me, when you see I'm in pain. I again thought god didn't love me. I one day thought i was going to die when i was on the toilet and the water was filled with dark red blood!! Then i went to the hospital were people enter were they have something that cant wait ( like car accidents, people who cut there arms of and stuff, in Swedish we call it akuten, and i cant find the English word for that.)

I explained to the doctor in the desk i was really sick and she first didn't want to let me in because i don't look that sick and she wanted me to get a appointment instead. But finally they let me get examined. Then another doctor put tools in my ass and it hurts like crazy so i started to cry and said please stop! After some minutes of crying he didn't even find anything. And i was really sad and also a bit angry. The tools gave me so much pain and then the doctor didn't find ANYTHING. I thought i would never go back to the doctors who are trying to give me so much pain I'm screaming.

The doctor who put the tools in my ass then said i should take more medicine! And i told him i already taken that medicine at it didn't work. I went home really angry and with tears in my face and was thinking what a evil doctor. A few months after the hospital gave me a new appointment to a doctor that was specialized on stomachs and they also decided to put the tools in my ass. And i was so afraid because i remembered how it felt the last time.

I was thinking NOT AGAIN! They did the tools check and i cried a lot again. After they saw that i had a hole inside of me that was bleeding and every time i was going to the toilet it riped open and gave me huge pain. Then the doctors gave me new medicine because the old one was to heel a sickness i didn't had at all and the medicine was a a complete waste because it didn't heel the bleeding i had inside my body. The new medicine for the bleeding was pills you should stick inside your ass 4 times a day for 3 weeks.

I didn't take them because it gave me so much pain to put them inside. Instead i went to church and asked them to ask god to heel my bleeding, now when i knew it was another sickness. My bleeding and pain started to be more rare. And i didn't want to go to the doctors again, all day say is eat more medicine and everything will be fine. I don't really think they understand how it hurts inside of me and i feel like they don't care. Though i thought it was embarrassing to tell people that my ass was bleeding when i had to go to the bathroom, so i didn't ask a lot of people to pray for me because i thought it was embarrassing. Now it been maybe 4 years i had these pains, i cant really remember when it started i was maybe 16 or 17 years old when small pains started and I'm now 22. Its a bit scary when i now knew the pain came from a hole inside my even if it didn't always bleed it did often give me pain.

In the beginning it gave me pain not even once a moth in the end it gave me every time i had to go to the toilet. Last month i went to CA, redding and the bethel school and many people give me words from god. And they told me lots of stuff from god but they didn't ask me if i wanted to to pray about. Then one girl asked me is there anything special you want to pray for, and i felt like it was god who wanted to heel my bleeding and stop the pain. We prayed together and she felt like god told her i will heel you because of my love to you(me).

I was happy and the pain didn't come until today and i went to the toilet and then it started to give me pain and i was thinking oh not again and i started to cry in pains and i was thinking maybe i will go to bed early Tonight. But i stayed up longer i still had lots of pain. Then before i went to bed i had to go to the toilet again. And once it starts to bleed it get worse if yo had to go again.

And so i cried even worse the second time today. I dent went to my bed and was thinking i have to talk with some friends online to make me less sad. So i logged in and one of my friends were online and i asked him to pray for me and he did and the pain started to disappear as i told him why i needed some heeling. He then started to pray and all the pain was gone. Even if i would have taken painkiller to go to sleep the pain wouldn't never gone away that fast. God really helped me so i wouldn't cry my self to sleep.

Now I'm really happy. I hope it never starts to bleed again. If it does i will pray again and again until its completely gone. Also i want to say my faith has grown much stronger the past month. and the past weeks i did believe that god could heel me. Maybe that's why he took away my pain now, I'm not sure. I'm just very happy. God thank you for taking care of me. And if someone is reading this God Loves even if you don't believe in him and seek god and you will find him. Sorry for bad spelling English is not my native language

Crippled Up Then Healed

I want to tell you for certain that we do serve a miracle working God that is a Divine Healer.

I was 26 years old, was married since age 18, and had two small children, ages 5 and 6. We were Catholic ever since my family originated, because we never thought to search, we just were "spoon-fed" "believers". I started getting very sick, starting with pain and a limp. This condition progressed to the point that I was crippled up and could not breathe, and had no energy, but only extreme pain throughout my body.

My husband was trying to go to school and work and he had to help me and take care of us all. It was very difficult times for us. The climax was when the doctor told me to get my affairs in order because, at age 28, I was going to die and had less than a year to live. He told us not to loose hope because someone might find a cure.

My husband was a film collector and used to show movies to children's groups and churches. He showed the Life of Christ to this little congregation at a Baptist Church. He was one nervous Catholic, because they were a pentecostal congregation! This precious man, whom we call Brother Joe, witnessed to my husband that night and led him to the Lord. He asked us both to come to service that Sunday. He said we should come up to the altar for prayer. When we walked in that day, he motioned for us to sit with him. They were singing "I Surrender All".

Something moved in my heart and the tears started to flow. I never heard the song before, but I was singing the words. I raised my hands, and I felt a hand reach inside of me, I jerked, because that "hand" ripped the sickness out of me! I heard a sound like contact paper being spread apart. I screamed and I was crying. My husband said I get too emotional and he wasn't going to bring me anymore. But I knew I was not sick any more. I didn't know to say I was healed. At Columbia Hospital on record my healing is recorded! The doctor, after treating me for the flu two months later, said."Well, we either treated you wrong for two years or you got a miracle! We got a Miracle! Praise the Lord

Carolyn Madden