My Illness Testimony
Just wanted a chance to tell some
of my story. For several weeks I had been seeking the face of God, praying and
reading God's word. During this time, I received several visions and words from
God. My heart was so burdened for those held captive by the evil one. In
October, 1999, I became ill after a meeting exposing Satanic signs and symbols.
Immediately before this meeting, the father had appeared to me in a vision and
drawn a line in the sand. He told me some things he desired me to do, concerning
some visions I had had. He said to count the cost, then if I were willing, step
over the line. He said the cost could be high. I could do nothing but step over
the line and do what he desired. I cannot turn away from my Lord.
During my illness, I went to the emergency room three times with various body
systems in jeopardy. I was struggling for every breath I took, my bowels were
not working, and my kidneys were failing. I am a healthy 39 year old woman,
never really been sick.
God sent witnesses to me that said to remember Job and not to think my illness
was due to sin. After my third trip to the emergency room, and second trip to
the DR. I was finally admitted tot he hospital. After being there for four days,
I was awakened around 5:30 AM by a man standing beside my bed. I have had
encounters with demons in the past and I knew this was Satan himself. I did not
recognize his voice. I know my fathers voice. Satan told me that if I were tired
of being sick and desired to get well, to put up my Bible and quit telling
people about Jesus. I told him what the future held for him and that I would not
denounce my Lord. He left the room. I called a prayer partner, immediately. That
night, my illness became worse.
I could feel the talons of demons tearing my body apart. I was no longer in
control of my faculties. No one was listening (I thought) and I knew that I was
in danger of dying. Praise God for prayer warriors.
My prayer partner has since told me that on that Thursday, there was a cloud of
demons over the hospital and it reached all the way to Wal-mart, over 3/4 mile
away. As suddenly as it all started, on the sixth day, it ended, for a time.
This phase of my illness lasted for three sevens. The illness was broken on the
sixth day of hospitalization. I went home on the third seven. My doctor has now
documented that I am psychotic, due to me trying to tell him the nature of my
illness. I am not crazy. I know spiritual warfare when I am in it.
As this phase ended, I entered the second phase of this battle. Less than two
weeks after my illness , I had to have my gallbladder removed. It was full of
stones and could not be ignored.
As soon as I was recovering from this, I learned that I have cervical cancer. I
had a hysterectomy on Dec. 29. I also had some work done on my bladder. The
doctors were totally convinced that I would never be able to urinate on my own,
again. Five days postop, my bladder started functioning again and I have had no
trouble with it since. The cancer is all gone, and I am healed. God has taken
care of me. I know that this will be the end of this attack. I also know that
others will follow. Satan is angry. He hates it when we testify to our Lord's
goodness. The father has told me that. God is not through with me. I have many
more battles to fight. We are chosen to prepare the world for the return of
Jesus. (That means you, too).
In my illness, I have had much growth. I know what God smells like. He held me
for three weeks as I struggled to breathe. I long to serve him in whatever way
he desires me to serve.
Later I will tell you more of the lessons God is teaching me. May he teach you,
quickly. May you be aware of his voice and follow his teaching. May he give you
strength to fight and mercy to know when redemption is night. May you have many
arrows for your bow, your aim be true, and you arm strong. God bless you!!
Love in Jesus,
Amy
