Scripture Prompt
The Power to Heal
My testimony of the healing power of God
The following response is based on October’s Scripture Prompt.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. (Isaiah 55:8, NIV)
Testimony
Looking back on my life, there are a number of situations where I questioned God.
Why was I being put through these horrible circumstances?
What good could possibly come from this?
The answer I learned is: testimony.
Children
When I was 17, I was diagnosed with pre-cancerous cells on my cervix. My gynecologist at the time performed a cone biopsy in which a cone-shaped section of my cervix was removed.
When further exams revealed more pre-cancerous cells, the gynecologist suggested a hysterectomy.
Luckily, my aunt was with me during the meeting. She encouraged me to get a second opinion.
I called a nearby cancer hospital and was treated. The pre-cancerous cells were removed, but I would have to get a biopsy every six months thereafter to make sure they hadn’t come back.
Unfortunately, every biopsy came back containing more pre-cancerous cells. Worse yet, the cone-biopsy procedure had left so much scar tissue that it would prove to be impossible to get pregnant.
My first husband and I tried for six years, to no avail. My heart was broken. I was convinced that God was punishing me. All I had ever wanted was children.
The marriage was toxic and volatile. There came a point when I’d had enough and was ready to leave.
God had other plans.
Miraculously, I was pregnant! I gave birth to a beautiful, 8 1/2 pound girl who is now a thriving 8-year-old.
Unfortunately, when she was only a year old, I had to leave her father for fear for her safety. I became a single parent, which was one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through.
Healing
On top of raising my daughter on my own, every six months my biopsies came back abnormal. I was scared that soon the biopsy would actually reveal cancer and not just pre-cancerous cells.
Fast forward to a few years later, I met a wonderful man who was interested in spending time with both me and my daughter. He was definitely a God-send.
Within less than a year, we were married and pregnant! God had blessed me with another beautiful, 8-pound baby; this time, a boy!
A year later, I re-committed myself to God. I was finally seeing His goodness and love.
We joined a new church, and I began reading the Bible every day. I learned that God didn’t want to punish me. Instead, He wanted what was best for me.
I learned that His ways were so much higher than mine. I had to go through these horrible circumstances in order to learn from them and grow closer to Him.
Just last year, God performed the greatest miracle in my life other than my miracle babies. After 20 years of abnormal results, my last biopsy revealed…
… nothing!
It was clean. There was no sign of pre-cancerous cells! I truly believe that God healed me because of my faith.
I now have stronger faith than ever before. I still pray to God when I don’t understand why bad things happen, but I know now that His ways are higher and He really does want the best for me.
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