God Miraculously Heals Man of Stage 4 Bone Cancer

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God Miraculously Heals Man of Stage 4 Bone Cancer
by ELIZABETH SANCHEZ

Rodney Thompson and Glenn Hicks
Doctors gave Glenn Hicks a “death date.” He was diagnosed with stage 3 bone cancer on Dec. 14. Six weeks later, the cancer had spread and advanced to stage 4.

According to the Enneking staging system for bone cancers, stage 3 means the cancer has spread to another part of the body. And according to the TNM staging system of bone cancer, stage 4 bone cancer means the disease has spread to the lungs.

Hicks knew he was dying. He was experiencing severe pain in his joints and bones. But as a resident of Faith Farm, a homeless ministry in Fort Lauderdale, Fla., he was not allowed to take narcotics to treat his pain.

“I had to deal with it and give everything to God,” Hicks says. “[Doctors] gave me a ‘date of death’ sheet on a clipboard, upside down, and told me if I wanted to look at it, it was right there to look at. But I never looked at it. I decided to trust in God.”

A leader from Faith Farm called Rodney Thompson and told him about Hicks’ condition. Thompson, founder of Christ Kingdom Evangelist Network (CKEN), said he would bring over his team of evangelists to pray for his complete healing.

“Glenn told us the doctors gave him a date of death. We prayed for Glenn and spoke to the cancer,” says Thompson, who also serves on the leadership team at International House of Prayer, Fort Lauderdale. “We said, ‘Cancer, we give you your date of death—April 3.’”

During the April 3 prayer, Hicks said he felt “a warmth and relaxing and a peace and calm about [himself].” Convinced he was healed, Hicks went to see his doctor on April 4 for a new round of tests. The results came in on April 8.

“The doctors told me I was in remission,” Hicks says. “But I’ve been healed by God.”

Charisma News obtained a report from the doctor, validating the healing (what the doctor calls remission). That report from Dr. F. Collins reads: “Our findings from the TriScreen report on 4-5-2013 was as follows: Your cancer cell count was 263 cpms and on 4-5-20-2013 your cancer cell count was 0 cpms. I cannot explain this except that you are in 100 percent total remission.”

Several days later, Dr. Collins sent Hicks a second letter, which reads: “The bone-biopsy is unexplainable … This is not just baffling to me and my staff, but also to the AMA which I have informed of these findings. According to these results, you are a normal healthy 51-year-old male.”

Hicks’ healing came on the eve of an evangelistic outreach known as Cry at Midnight, in partnership with Free Indeed Ministries and CKEN. Organizers had been praying and fasting to see souls saved, the sick healed and the oppressed delivered from demons.

“We were expecting great miracles at Cry at Midnight,” says Jim Locke, founder of Free Indeed Ministries and worship pastor at Praise Chapel Hollywood in Florida. “We saw one before our event ever got underway. God is still in the business of healing people. Hicks is proof.”

Smith Wigglesworth Testimony: Dying man healed

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Near death man with tuberculosis completely healed by Jesus in Wales!

There was an Episcopal minister by the name of Lazarus in the country of Wales. He was bedridden for several years, near death suffering from tuberculosis. Wigglesworth was asked to visit him to pray for healing.
Upon arriving he describes the scene as; “he was nothing but a massive bones with skin stretched over them. There was no life to be seen. Everything in him spoke of decay.”
Wigglesworth said that the man did not believe God wanted to heal him and that there was not an atom of faith there in that man and that the man had made his mind up not to have anything, so he left the man.
But God had promised Wigglsworth he would heal the man, so the next morning he gathered 7 other believers in the town to go back and pray. This is what Wigglsworth wrote:
“I will never forget how the power of God fell on us as we went into that sick man’s room. Oh, it was lovely! As we made a circle around the bed, I got one brother to hold the sick mans hand on one side, and I held the other, and we each held the hand of the person next to us.
I then said;
“We are not going to pray; we are just going to use the name of Jesus.” We all kneltdown and whispered that one word, “Jesus!, Jesus!, Jesus!”
The power of God fell, then it lifted. Five times the power of God fell, and then it remained. But the man in the bed was unmoved.
Two years previously, someone had come along and had tried to raise him up, and the devil had used his lack of success as a means of discouraging Lazarus. I said “I don’t care what the devil says, if God says He will raise you up it must be so. Forget everything else except what God says about Jesus.”
A sixth time the power fell, and the sick man’s lips began moving, and the tears began to fall. I said to him, “the power of God is here; it is yours to accept it.” He said, “I have been bitter in my heart, and I know I have grieved the Spirit of God. Here I am, helpless. I cannot lift my hands or even lift a spoon to my mouth.” I said, “repent, and God will hear you.” He repented and cried out, “Oh God, let this be to your Glory.”As he said this, the power of the Lord went right through him.
I have asked the Lord to let me never tell the story except the way it happened, for I realize that God can never bless exaggerations.
As we again said “Jesus!, Jesus!, Jesus!” the bed shook and the man shook. I said to the people who were with me, “you can all go downstairs now. This is all God. I’m not going to assist him.” I sat and watched the man get up and dress himself and we sang the doxology as he walked down the steps.
I said to him “now tell what has happened.” It was soon told everywhere that Lazarus had been raised up.
The people came from Llanelli and all the district around to see him and to hear his testimony. God brought salvation to many. Right out in the open air this man told what God had done, and as a result, many were convicted and converted. All this occurred through the name of Jesus, “through faith in his name” (Acts 3:16). Yes, the faith that is by Him gave this sick man perfect soundness in the presence of them all. Amen & Glory to His name!

Dying man saved by God’s love!

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What happens when the love of God collides with our prayers? Lives are saved!

Watch this amazing testimony of how a dying drug addict was instantly saved by God, through the power of one woman’s and her friends prayers in the name of Jesus!! This miracle happened under the leadership of Jim Cymbala, Senior Pastor at the Brooklyn Tabernacle Church NY, where the spirit of God is alive and moving in regular miracles such as this healing testimony by Danny Velasco!

This testimony if from the series “When God’s People Pray” by Jim Cymbala
You can purchase this excellent series here: http://store.brooklyntabernacle.org/products.php?product=When-God%27s-People-Pray-%28DVD-%26-Participant%27s-Guide%29 )

Do you need the love of God in your life? Are you struggling with addiction, torment, or fear not knowing if you will go to heaven when you die? The good news of the Gospel is that you too, can be saved from drug addiction, alcohol abuse, torment, destructive behaviors, sex abuse, pornography, guilt, and shame if you will ask Jesus into your life.

Please visit this page if you want to know how you can be free from sin and be certain that you will go to heaven! http://documentedhealings.com/how-can-i-receive-eternal-life/

Miscarriage Miracle: How God saved a child from miscarriage!

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Read one woman’s amazing Miscarriage Miracle Story: God saved her son!

About five years ago I was pregnant when I started experiencing symptoms of a miscarriage (cramping, bleeding, etc.) at about 12 weeks. I went to the ER (Albany Medical Center). After being examined and having an ultrasound the doctor told me that I was in the process of miscarriage and there was nothing they could do. His heart rate was below 90 and decreasing (125 is a normal fetal heart-rate) I asked if there was something I could do, if going on bed rest could help.

They said it would not make a difference, that I was already in the process of miscarriage. (They actually used the term ‘spontaneous abortion’ which I resented). They told me to go home and if the baby had not ‘passed’ within a week to come back for a D&C. I was absolutely crushed, especially because me and my husband had lost our first child at around the same time a few months earlier. I began to cry as the doctor left the room and I waited to be discharged. I could not believe it, my worst fear was really true, I would lose this baby also.

Without any words ( I couldn’t find any) I drew near to God in my heart. Immediately I stopped crying and at that moment a janitor was walking by mopping and I asked him to ask the doctor to come back in. When he came back in I told him that my baby (NOT, “fetus”) was going to live. He clearly did not know how to proceed and just apologized, reiterating the fact that based on my symptoms and their findings that that was the prognosis. I respectfully told him that I was sorry but I did not agree.

Upon leaving the hospital I called my closest family and friends (many of which are powerful intercessors with great faith) and asked them to pray for my unborn child. Many of them made prayer chains, some even reaching to Florida and California. When I got home I laid down on the couch and tried to find the strength to pray. I felt the Holy Spirit minister to me that I did not have to pray, just to rest, that I was covered.

What happened next is kind of hard to explain in words, but the best way to describe it is that I could actually feel the prayers of the people, almost like a very soft vibration. A wave of peace washed over my body. It was an unbelievable feeling that I cannot describe but I could physically feel it. In that moment I knew that my baby would live.

I determined to stay on bed-rest. Within 24 hours the cramping and bleeding slowed to a stop. My best friend would call me on the phone, declaring that my baby would live and not die, she commanded his heart rate to regulate, she spoke strength unto my body and his. When the week was up I returned to the doctor as they instructed. They gave me an ultrasound (as protocol before preforming a D&C). What they found was a perfectly normal pregnancy, with a baby who had a heart-rate of 125.

They could not believe it, but I could 🙂

At around my due date I was scheduled for my weekly check-up and my regular doctor was delivering another baby so I had to see someone else. When the doctor came in he began the normal questions about my pregnancy. I briefly told him about the visit to the hospital at 12 weeks and I told him what I told the doctor. His face was amazed and he began to laugh. I was probably looking at him a little weird so he proceeded to tell me he was there that day and remembers the doctor talking about my response. He looked at my huge belly with tears in eyes and said “this is the baby?”

Justice Jeremiah was born almost two weeks late at 8lbs 4oz after a perfectly normal delivery. He is a healthy, beautiful almost five year old who is an amazing big brother to Jackson Joseph who is one. I am sure they will be men after God’s own heart. One day ( when I feel the time is right) I will tell him this amazing story of the healing power of God and His abundant love for us!

Christina G.
Albany, NY