On Easter Monday five years ago I discovered I had bowel cancer, which later was found to be in the fourth stage. The Colonoscopy Nurse told me I had Malignant Bowel Cancer. Malignant means, very serious and dangerous : tending or likely to grow and spread in a rapid and uncontrolled way that can cause death.
The scans showed I had a nine centimetre tumour in my lower bowel. I had been bleeding for three years and hadn’t told anyone. Because the tumour was at an advanced stage the nurse looked at me with concern in her eyes. She treats patients everyday and she would have known people who had died.
I know I have been totally healed by God. He delivered me from cancer and I believe it will not come back. I know the Scripture from Nahum 1 v 9 “Trouble will not come a second time.” I did not have an operation to remove the tumour. It disappeared. I have not been to the Oncologist since, or taken any medication, or have not had any further chemotherapy or radiotherapy. I know God did a complete job!
Around Christmas time family were visiting. Two of my children suggested I go for a check up to the Oncologist. If one survives for five years after having had cancer the doctors take note. I agreed to do that for my children’s peace of mind. My local GP arranged an appointment to have a Colonoscopy.
Today I have been for a Colonoscopy. I had no fear of going because I am confident I am healed from cancer. I was familiar with the procedure. The doctor carried out the test. Again I could see my bowel walls clear and healthy like a baby’s skin. The doctor said there is no recurrence of the cancer tumour. Praise The Lord. I have another certificate from the doctor to show there is no tumour.
Each day I try to keep up daily readings from the bible. I read the Old Testament part and did not get it finished with all the rush to get out this morning. My daughter in law text me this afternoon after I arrived home. She told me to read today’s New Testament and Psalm readings.
The first reading speaks about the woman with an issue of blood.
A woman in the crowd had suffered for twelve years with constant bleeding, and she could find no cure.
Coming up behind Jesus, she touched the fringe of his robe. Immediately, the bleeding stopped. “Who touched me?” Jesus asked. Everyone denied it, and Peter said, “Master, this whole crowd is pressing up against you.”
But Jesus said, “Someone deliberately touched me, for I felt healing power go out from me.”
When the woman realized that she could not stay hidden, she began to tremble and fell to her knees in front of him.
The whole crowd heard her explain why she had touched him and that she had been immediately healed. “Daughter,” he said to her, “your faith has made you well. Go in peace.” (Luke 8:43-48 NLT)
This confirmed to me today that I was like the woman who was bleeding but Jesus has healed me as well.
The Psalm 71 v 15 says,
“I will tell everyone how good you are and of your constant daily care. I will tell everyone that you alone are just and good.
Give me time to tell this generation and the next about your mighty miracles, your power and your goodness.”
Through writing I tell others what God has done for me. He is good. He does care. What he has done for me he will do for you.