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Miracles, Blessings & New Beginnings, Part 2
Deliverance

  Pastor Jim told us to get a book by Derek Prince, They Shall Expel Demons, that would help me understand how deliverance works. Nancy and I didn't know how I would be able to make the trip to Atlanta to see Pastor Jim. By that time, I was spending most of my time in my bed unable to function. Then one day, a week or so later, the phone rang. It was Pastor Jim saying he felt the Lord was directing him to come to Asheville to see me. It was hard for me to believe that he would make such a sacrifice for me. It was one of the greatest examples of the body of Christ in action that I had ever experienced, and I am eternally indebted to him.
  Pastor Jim arrived at my home a few days later with one of his associate pastors. He talked with me for a long time explaining things and telling me what I had to do afterward in order to keep my deliverance. He said that oftentimes the root problems behind arthritis conditions are unforgiveness and bitterness, both of which I had in my life. Then he began to ask more specific questions about feelings I had experienced in my life. Issue by issue, he prayed the prayer of deliverance, commanding the demons to come out of me, out of my house, and off my property. I was delivered from several demonic forces and felt a lightness and refreshing that I had never experienced before.
  Next, Pastor Jim prayed for my healing, and he layed hands on me to receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit. I began to praise God and to thank Him for my deliverance. The Holy Spirit filled my being, and I was praising God in other tongues. Let me tell you, this was definitely a new experience for me, but I had never known such joy.
  I received healing also that day and began to move freely and without pain for the first time in months. Three days later, the symptoms returned. I took a pain pill and then became very distressed that maybe I had opened the door for a spirit of addiction to come back since that was one of the demons that had been driven out. I sent Pastor Jim an email telling him what I had done, and he wrote back assuring me that the demon would not come back because I had taken a pain pill, but that I needed to keep confessing my healing in spite of the lying symptoms.
  I would at times become frustrated because I still had the symptoms of arthritis, but I had the assurance that God said I was healed, and I stood on His Word that I was. In Ecclesiastes 3, it says there is a season for all things. God expects us to continue to confess our healing and give Him praise from the time we receive it by faith until it is fully manifested. For me to even understand this is a miracle in itself.
  Our faith, or lack thereof, has a lot to do with the manifestation of our healing. God expects us to continue to grow in faith. We receive what we have faith to receive. As we grow, more is revealed to us. The more we study His Word, live in His Word, pray His Word, the more we are able to receive. When I understood this, my frustration was taken away. My mind began to open to God's Word, and I was led to Scriptures that taught what all the cross meant other than salvation alone.
  Due largely in part to an article on healing that Nancy had written, I was able to come to the knowledge that the cross meant more than "Jesus Saves." I was led to healing scriptures and the writings of other Christians.
  Whenever I was physically able, Nancy and I attended the Baptist church where I was a member. The people there were wonderful, caring people who prayed for me often and had me on their regular prayer list. We talked to the pastor about healing, deliverance, and the Holy Spirit, but we felt like the answers did not line up with the Word of God. It was then that we began to search for a church where the whole gospel was preached and taught. After visiting a couple of other churches, we were told about Harvest Outreach Ministries through the friend of a friend who attended there. On our first visit, we felt like we had found a home, but it became difficult to attend because of my health issues.
  God was to show me again that He is an awesome God, that He is the Great Physician. Another miracle was to take place in my life.


Healed of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma

  In May of 2003, the nurse from my doctor’s office called and said that some enlarged lymph glands had shown up under my arms on a CT scan that had been done almost a year before. (I receive my medical care from the Veterans Administration, which is not known for its speed.)
  I was sent to see an Oncologist who examined me and said there was a two centimeter mass under my right arm and a smaller one under my left arm. He wanted to remove the larger one to biopsy, saying that we needed to move rapidly since there was a very strong possibility it was lymphoma. He scheduled an appointment with the surgeon for the following week.
  Nancy and I began immediately to pray in agreement against the attacking lymphoma. We also went to the Internet to search for any information that might be useful. There, we discovered that I had all of the symptoms of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma—drenching night sweats, unexplained high fevers that came and went, upset stomach and vomiting. I also knew that lymphoma was common in Vietnam veterans who had been exposed to Agent Orange, as I had been. By this time, I had lost about 55 pounds.
  I saw the surgeon a week later. When he examined me, the mass had grown a centimeter. I told him it would be gone when he operated. Of course, he looked at me like I had just fallen off of a turnip truck. I explained to him that we had prayed for healing and that we were standing in faith that I had been healed. My surgery was scheduled for the following week.
  On Sunday before my scheduled surgery on Wednesday, Nancy and I were praying when the power of the Holy Spirit fell on her. She began to pray in the Spirit. Then she said, “Either God’s Word is true, or it’s not true. I choose to believe it is true, and it says by the stripes of Jesus you have been healed!” The anointing of the Spirit was strong as she prayed and rebuked the illness and commanded it to leave my body. I felt heat like fire start under my right arm and then move down the entire right side of my body. I began to perspire profusely in my armpit, then down my entire right side before moving slowly to my left side.  I started to chill. My entire body shook with the chills, and I tried to pull the cover higher around my neck. Nancy discerned there was a hindering spirit resisting, and she told me, "No, let it go out, release it." She rebuked the spirit and commanded it, in the name of Jesus, to come out. Suddenly, my words came into agreement with hers. I lifted my arms and started praising and thanking God for my healing and speaking to my body to come into line with the Word of God. Immediately, the chills stopped. After a time of praising God, dancing around the room, and worshiping our marvelous Lord, I went in to take a bath to wash off the sticky sweat that had coated my entire body. When I got wet, the sweat became like slime. I knew that I was washing away the residue of the disease. Praise God! I know that on that Sunday morning, God healed me of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma.
  When I went in for surgery on Thursday, I was on the surgical gurney, hooked up to an IV, and ready to be wheeled into surgery when Dr. Lee came by and said, “Well, let’s see, we are going to work on that right arm, right?”  I told him there was nothing there, and again, he looked at me skeptically. He began to feel around under my arm and finally said, “There is nothing there, the mass is gone.” I reminded him that I had said it would be gone. He called the anesthesiologist over and told him to feel under my arm, telling him there had been a mass there just a few days ago. They called two other medical people over to feel under my arm, and they all agreed the mass was gone.
  Dr. Lee shook his head in disbelief and said that since I was prepped and he needed to earn his pay, he would remove a little cyst-type growth further down on my side that had been there since my early teens. That biopsy came back as “fibrous tissue.” I was praising God and testifying to all in the room that I had seen the Great Physician and that He had removed the mass non-invasively.
  When the doctor went out to talk to Nancy, she asked him if, then, there was any concern about lymphoma. He shook his head and, smiling, said, “No, I don’t think so.” We later learned that he had written in my medical records, "Patient claims divine healing, and I have no other explanation."
  When the doctor’s office first called me about the results of the CT scan that was done almost a year earlier, I thought it was a travesty that they had taken a year to get back to me. I now believe that God must have hidden those results until I had been prepared and trained on how to handle that news. A year earlier, I knew nothing about healing, and although I was searching, I was very far away from God. If I had received a report of lymphoma at that time, I most likely would have accepted the report of the doctors, and satan’s plan of destruction would have taken root. Praise God for His mercy, His grace, AND His timing.
  From the bottom of my heart, I thank all of the people who were praying for me. It is wonderful what prayer can do in a life. My prayer is that when this story is read or told that others may see only Jesus because I stand in the shadow of the cross that made all of this possible.
  I guess you have figured out that Nancy and I were joined in Holy Matrimony a year after her arrival. We take every opportunity to tell others about the goodness and the mercy of God.
  To God be the Glory, Great Things He Hath Done!  

The Beginning, not The End.


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