After the disciples met Jesus they were accused of turning the world upside down, because they taught that there was another king — Jesus.
You may feel knocked down, hanging over something far from a carnival ride. Please let me help you. I want to give you hope today. I speak as a victor, not as a victim.
November 2022
After several weeks of failing health I began feeling sicker each day. One evening, after throwing up much of the day, my husband insisted I go to the emergency room. After x-rays and testing the diagnosis was bleak and shocking. They said I was full of cancer — stage four breast cancer that had metastasized throughout my body into my blood and bones. At best, with treatment, they suggested maybe six months to a year.
The doctor left us alone to process. Although shocked and fearful, we both knew — because of our commitment years earlier to make Jesus Lord of our lives — that we needed to cry out to Him. He was our only hope. We would not give into fear (II Timothy 1:7). We had also made it a daily habit to honor the body and the blood of Jesus by taking communion. The first statement out of my mouth was:
“There’s nothing more powerful than the blood of Jesus.”
Cancer was not more powerful than the blood of Jesus. My spirit was strong — but oh, the battles ahead for my soul and my body. I had lost over fifty pounds in two months. I was confined to a wheelchair or the bed. I began therapy and went through some radiation. When I wasn’t sleeping I read my Bible, prayed, worshiped, and wrote out healing scriptures. My husband Jay would sit at the keyboard and play soothing music for me to soak in.
Little by little I became stronger. Wheelchair to walker. Walker to cane. The pain was less. My appetite returned. The cancer markers kept falling drastically. My doctor was amazed — proclaiming that my progress was not just excellent, but simply “miraculous.”
Today I am walking without a cane. I can do laundry and dishes again. I can enjoy riding our four-wheeler around the farm. I rode in the rodeo parade and sat in the bleachers at the county fair — not in the handicap area. I am teaching our ladies Bible study again. My heart is so full of gratitude.
He will perfect that which concerns me. — Psalm 138:8
“Glo, it’s only a wave.”
Later, the numbers rose a little, and a small tumor appeared. Walking out of the doctor’s office, in a quiet moment talking to the Lord, He spoke clearly:
“Glo, it’s only a wave.”
He gave her a picture of Peter walking on the water — waves all around — and Jesus saying the waves go right on by. Wave bye-bye to this one. Keep your eyes on Him. She giggled. Hope landed. The next PET scan came back clear. The breast tumor dried up.
I will live and not die, and declare the glory of God. — Psalm 118:17
For you
God is no respecter of persons. What He has done for me, He wants to do for you. Focus on your relationship with Jesus. Know and believe that He is good. When Jesus said “it is finished,” He meant it for you. Do not own the sickness. Speak to the mountain. Apply the blood of Jesus. Thankfulness and worship bring the presence of God — darkness has to flee when you turn on the light.
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