Healed of Cancer and Incurable Infection

In 2011, I was bleeding and went to the doctor. He sent me to the hospital for tests, and the results indicated that I had cancer, uterine sarcoma stage 3.  Two months after, they operated on me and removed the tumor.

Following that, I had a three weeks cycle of very strong chemotherapy (from 8 AM to 1 PM) and later 35 radiations treatments.

They could not give me more treatments as I was very weak and had intense pain in my legs. At night I had to take baths to help me with the pain. I kept praying for healing and speaking in tongues.

It was very hard. I had lost all my hair. The pills they were giving ME had strong side effects, and I was vomiting all the time. So, I stopped taking them, and the vomiting stopped.

The doctors were following me with a visit every six months.

As soon as they did the surgery, an infection had developed. The doctor said that it was a chronic infection and that they could do nothing for it. It drained liquid all the time from the cut, and I needed to go to the clinic for treatment.

The wound closed after one year, but then it opened again. I felt like the infection exploded multiple times. They said that they could not do anything, and they did not want to operate again because the infection would spread.

In 2013 I found Mount Zion Church. I was walking to church even if I was very weak, but the teaching there was helping me. I got prayed for, and I was speaking in tongues a lot.     As time went on, I was getting stronger.

During a visit, the doctor thought he had found cancer again and did a biopsy. At night I dreamed that the Lord had healed me. When I got the results of the biopsy, they did not show any cancer. Praise God!

Two times stitches came out of the wound. I went to see the surgeon, and he cut off the pieces sticking out but refused to remove the rest. I prayed, Lord, this thing must come out, and I am not going to have surgery again.

As I was cleaning up at home, the stitches came out again. I went to the clinic, and the nurse just pulled them out, even without any anesthesia. Probably she did not know any better. I took the stitches at church to show what the Lord had done for me.

The cut, one inch and a half long kept healing, and in a month it was closed entirely. It took about four years from joining Mount Zion Church, but now almost one year is past, and all is well. I am completely healed by my faith in God’s faithfulness and the power of His Word. I have no cancer and no infection.

The Lord is so good. Amen.

N.M.