God My Healer (The Short Version)
Eight years ago I was suddenly and I mean suddenly faced with pain I had never experienced before; my family and I began praying, but the pain continued to persist. After several days of excruciating pain my husband took take me to the doctor; I felt I could not endure it any longer. I was able to get an appointment with a specialist in Dallas, TX; my husband accompanied me to the appointment. As I described to the doctor all that was going on in my body, he did a preliminary examination and then some extensive testing. And then more and more evaluation. It can be a long process.
A few days later I received a telephone call from the nurse who said, “Joan we need you to come in.” She tried to explain the test results in terms I could understand, but honestly it frightened me and confused me even more. The tests showed the "C" word which I hate, (cancer), it did not look good. The pain was not going away; and I found it very difficult to have faith. However, more testing and then hospital would be my next stop. OF course they have big words for all you go through and I did not want to hear it.
The enemy did not waste any time in seeking to minimize my faith in God. Fear gripped me so tightly that I wondered how I was going to be able to deal with this unwanted new development in my body. The pain, of course, intensified my fears. The enemy tries to remind you of all the people in your family that died with cancer.
The pain meds prescribed for me did very little to make me feel comfortable. For me, it might have been easier to believe if I had not been in such discomfort. I found no sleep or rest and the enemy was throwing all kinds of accusations at me.
I know how fear can grip you and try to cause you to lose your faith. That is Satan’s business --seeking to paralyze our faith walk with God.
I was scheduled to go back to the doctor for more testing; I remember asking my daughter if she would go with me this time since my husband could not make the appointment that day. I prayed more and more as the appointment drew near; and my faith was strengthened through prayer. I was tired of all of this and wanted it to stop and go away.
Also, incredibly, my pain (after weeks of hurting) was subsiding. When the doctor walked into the room I asked if he believed in miracles, he said, "yes I do." As he was cutting off more tissue for testing, I kept repeating, "You are not going to find anything this time-- God has healed me." I have to admit there was another voice trying to overpower my words and thoughts; but I would not submit to it. Whatever had invaded my body was subsiding.
After that appointment, I was instructed to go downstairs and check into the hospital. I talked myself into going to the admissions office. The big words associated with my problem I cannot even remember. As I was sitting there talking to the admittance clerk, all of a sudden I just got up told her I was not going to do this and walked out and went home waiting on the last results to come in. I do not advise anyone to do this unless you hear from God. I threw all the papers with information away and went home.
I knew I did not have the faith and strength on my own to walk through this difficult time, but I knew God would help me though it. I told my husband I am not going into the hospital.
A few days later the nurse had not called me or asked why I had not followed through with what the physician wanted me to do, and I had not heard the results of the last procedure done in the his office. With that in mind, I called the nurse and said, ‘Have you gotten any results back on Joan Buchanan?’ Her response was, “Joan, the doctor and I have just now reviewed your test results; and we have been trying to put our heads together on this -- all the tests are normal!” Well, the rest is history; I praised God with her on the phone and continue to praise God for His faithfulness and healing power. I do not know what the outcome would have been if I would have stayed with he Physician's orders. But I know another physician who gave me the best consolation. He is the Best, and His name is Jesus Christ.
I would not describe myself as a mighty woman of faith and power, but I do have a mighty God who can give all of us the faith and power to overcome any obstacle that the enemy throws before us. His grace is always sufficient for everything we face in this life. To God be the Glory, Great things He has done!! I love you Lord.
God Bless you