I thought I had faith. But it wasn't until August 29, 2000, that I discovered I could have more and what that really means. For on that day God answered the prayers of my friends and family and my brothers and sisters in Christ, whom I have never met and I was at last healed of a painful female disease called endometriosis. In Christ's name I claimed victory over a sixteen-year battle with ongoing excruciating pain and dependence on medications. But before this could happen, I not only had to believe it could, I had to prepare myself for it. In retrospect, I can see that perhaps this was God's greater plan for me. He was trying to get my attention and it took me awhile to understand.
I have belonged to Christ for most of my life, having given my life to Him at a young age. I understood about trusting Him. I never doubted that he could heal people and bring them back from the brink of death. But for all my supposed faith it never occurred to me that I also could be healed. Maybe it wasn't so much that I doubted He could but rather somewhere deep inside I felt I wasn't worthy or that He just wouldn't do it for me. So, I took the traditional route. I went to specialist after specialist. I had painful surgery that offered only temporary relief and then the problem returned even worse than before. For two, sometimes three weeks out of every month I suffered and took pain medication that only dulled the sharp edges. I thought I had two choices left. I could take a strong and dangerous medication that would suspend my monthly cycle that would not cure me but only delay the inevitable which was my second choice, a hysterectomy. And even this drastic option made no guarantees. I could continue to suffer and never be able to have children as well. But every month as the pain grew to near unbearable proportions, I came closer to that irreversible decision. I prayed for relief but until God introduced me to David Eells and his assembly, I didn't know that there was something more God wanted from me. He wanted me to forgive my father.
I rarely see my dad, who lives in another state. But on the day I received the email from David Eells telling me to make sure my heart was right and that I should forgive all old debts, my father and step-mother were visiting. I woke up in the middle of the night and understood that I had to set aside my complaints and hurt feelings. I had to forgive my dad and let go of the resentments. I had to clean house and clear out the cobwebs from the corners and I did.
The next morning I could see my dad with new eyes and a softened heart. Then I emailed David and told him I was ready to be healed. He told me to agree with the assembly the next evening at 7:00 that I was healed. When that time came and we accepted the complete healing of my body, I was overcome with exhaustion. I slept deeply for most of the day. While I slept, my pain drained away. When I woke up, I knew it in my heart and in my mind I was made whole again. I threw away the pain pills, praised God for His infinite mercy and promised I would share my testimony to glorify Him.
Jesus saith unto him, Rise, take up thy bed and walk. And immediately the man was made whole and took up his bed and walked and on the same day was the Sabbath. John 5:8-9