Healing Quadriplegia A Miraculous True Story

by Laurel Duran, CMT

One rainy August afternoon in 1986 as I drove down the highway alone in my car, my burdened mind turned toward the shambles of my life. My upcoming divorce, the financial failure of the health club I owned, and my recent acceptance of the fact that I had an alcohol problem, stood accusingly before me as ample proof of my complete failure as a human being. I was attending 12-step meetings and that helped get me through each day, but deep down I believed that the failure of my life was all my fault, and there was no solution in sight. 

Then, in an instant, everything changed. My car was hit from behind while simultaneously my spirit exited the driver's side-window and traveled up a cord of light into the loving presence of God. From above I calmly realized that the neck of the body that was mine had snapped broken and the car carrying my body was still moving forward. I thought ?There will need to be another impact to stop the car,? and so there was. By the time the crashing stopped, six vehicles had piled on top of the smashed can that used to be my car. To top everything off, this neck-breaking crash occurred on a road called Breakneck Hill Road!

What happened to the real me -- my spirit -- while I visited heaven was to become the most valuable event of my life. I had a personal experience of God?s absolutely unconditional love. I understood that I had never done anything to merit being deprived of this love, and that the only tiny, temporary mistake I had ever made while on earth was to have spent even a moment believing I didn?t deserve love. I realized that love is the only real thing that exists in the world. And without a moment of doubt, all the self-imposed barriers in front of my own heart evaporated into nothing. In the loving presence of my Creator, it was so easy to surrender all my earthly burdens. It was the most natural thing to do. My earthly burdens had been a result of temporarily forgetting the unconditional nature of God?s love, but in a flash it all came back to me. I became peacefully aware that everything that had happened in my life, all events, situations, and relationships, had been part of God?s plan to bring me to love. Even though I had forgotten that goal while I was on earth, I was remembering it again in heaven, and that changed everything. I understood that my soon-to-be-ex-husband really had loved me even though we were getting a divorce. The divorce didn?t matter, but the love did. 

"I Have Been Healed of Cancer"

This is the real-life, true testimony of Zahrah Raay Allen's experience of healing cancer naturally.

 

This past April I noticed that a mole on my right cheek seemed to have grown and was changing color. In May of 2009 I decided to have the mole biopsied. The results came back with a diagnosis of stage II malignant melanoma.

Shortly after Andres (Andrew) and I were married he had a dream of running a healing center for cancer patients. Little did we know at that time that the first patient would be me.

After the diagnosis, I began researching melanoma and learned that it was one of the fastest spreading and deadliest of the cancers if left untreated. Other data told me that the cancer can quickly spread to the deeper tissue and then to the lymph system. Once melanoma reaches the lymph system chances of survival are very slim. According the size and the depth of the melanoma on my face I was being told that if it was left untreated I had about a 5 year survival rate, at the most.  

I have been visioning and working towards building a holistic natural healing center for many years and have been involved in natural healing for most of my life. I am licensed in Chinese Medicine and Oriental Bodywork Therapies, so naturally my first feelings were to approach my healing with all-natural, non-invasive methods. Some people around me felt differently. I received pressure to “do the right thing” and have the cancer cut out ASAP. I heard all kinds of statistics and sad stories of people “losing the fight against cancer”. I was urged to “think about my children”, as well as to conserve my energy and “just get it cut out”.

True life story of Suwimon Panyangarm

A living testimony

by Vachiravan Vanlaeiad

Suwimon (nicknamed Keng) was born in 1945 in Bangkok’s Chinatown, Thailand. Her father, Dr. So, was a medical doctor and her mother, Hong-yu, a midwife. They had migrated from China to Thailand long before her birth. She had 2 older brothers, 3 elder sisters, and 2 younger brothers (unfortunately one of her little brothers was dead when he was small). Her ancestors were devout Christians. Her grandfather was one of the first veteran Christians of Maitrichit Church, which is the world’s first Overseas Chinese Baptist Church (established in 1837) located in Chinatown. Her parents were highly competent and hard-working, resulting in owning a gigantic mansion in the nation’s largest Chinese community. They had divided their residence into two parts: a clinic with full facilities and living quarters. They were highly loved and respected both in their community and at church. Her father was a highly-effective and extremely-active member of Maitrichit Church, thus having been elected, on various occasions, the church’s deacon chairman.



Suwimon had perfectly copied her father, not only features and characteristics, but also his fervency and zealousness in God’s services. She was the only daughter whom Dr. So had always taken to church with him, especially during weekly prayer sessions on Thursday evenings. As a result, all of her young adult life had only revolved around her church, schools, and residence.



She was not beautiful. Yet her always cheerful temper plus genial disposition and leadership personality, had made her an attractive girl. She had served God since her young age, from interpreting for Chinese missionaries and visiting speakers to leading the church’s youth group. Her love for God has been her first and foremost for all of her life.



However, when she was a young teen (approx. 15-16 years old), her father, only 53, had died of gullet cancer. She was extremely distressed since her loss had deprived her not only of her most beloved dad, but her education. She had to finish school to render help in the family’s clinic. However, never once she blamed God, because for her God has never, ever done anything wrong.

Pancreatic Cancer - Living From Diagnosis to Death - The Diary of a Cancer Patient's Daughter By Deneene A. Collins

One of the hardest things to do in life is to live once you've been told you are going to die. It's as if life speeds up after you receive knowledge that your days are ticking away on a finite clock that you have no control over. One important thing that I learned while experiencing the devastating affects of Pancreatic Cancer with my mother as she fought this distressing disease is that it is crucial to focus on the time that you have rather than on the time you don't have. To me this article is a condensed version of the Diary of Cancer Patient's Daughter as I explain what living with Pancreatic Cancer is like from diagnosis to death as I framed the picture of my mother's experience in my mind.
I hope and pray that you receive something out of these words birthed out of pain that will bring you peace and help you or your loved one with a Cancer diagnosis live a little longer and happier in spite of the sad reality you are facing. There are 7 D's in this Cancer Diary that can help you manage the physical and mental aspects of this awful disease. Remember that what you don't do in the Cancer Crisis is just as important as what you do.
Entry # 1: The Diagnosis:
My mother Joyce was 66 years old when she was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer during the summer of 2008. Though all Cancer is bad, Pancreatic Cancer is considered one of the worst because it is the most difficult to diagnose. The reason is that the symptoms mirror digestive problems as the disease hides in the depths of the digestive system. My mother had chronic pain in her stomach and though she went to the emergency room several times receiving numerous tests and ultra sounds the doctors kept telling her nothing was wrong with her and sent her home every time. Initially they thought it was a problem with her gal bladder which is a common misdiagnosis in the case of Pancreatic Cancer.
Her Father Boyce whom she was named after died of Pancreatic Cancer 20 years earlier but the chance that she could have that very same thing never occurred to her or anyone else in our family. If Cancer runs in your family, especially Pancreatic Cancer I would advise you to have regular screenings for this disease as early diagnosis is a key to survival. One of the most deadly things about Pancreatic Cancer is that because it is so hard to diagnose most patients don't receive their diagnosis until they are already in Stage 4 of the Cancer when there is practically no hope.

11-year-old healed of cancer.

By Ken Yahvah, Helena, Montana
In May 2009, I received a phone call from Rapid City, South Dakota, where my daughter, Tina, lives. A friend of hers had relatives stationed in Seoul, South Korea, and they have a son, Christopher, who doctors feared had cancer in his lymph glands.
The father is a Captain in the Army and a medical doctor. His son is nicknamed “Tophee.” Tophee is just 11 years old.
In April, Tophee had severely swollen lymph glands in his neck. The doctors became very concerned and an MRI was done. Then the doctors became more concerned. They said the results appeared to be malignancy in the lymph glands, and things didn’t look good for Tophee.
A biopsy was scheduled for June.
An aunt in South Dakota called me in May. I had ministered to many of their family members through the years because Tina encouraged them to call me whenever they needed healing. As a result, they had seen numerous miracles. Now this aunt had learned about her nephew’s condition in Seoul, and told the family there that she knew someone who could minister healing to Tophee. The captain and his wife agreed to have their son ministered to over the telephone.