How can it be the greatest? I have seen blind eyes opened, and paralyzed limbs healed, so how can this miracle be the greatest? Let me tell you the story.
It all began with a devastating phone call. The woman on the other end told me a tragic story. She raised eight children in the ghetto. She endured unspeakable trials. She had faithfully served Christ and prayed diligently for each of her children. What she could not give them in material things, she more than made up for with her love.
She cleared her throat, and haltingly told me of the doctor’s report. It sounded like a death sentence. They had found cancer in her chest which had also spread to her back and her lymph nodes.
She faced a terrible choice. Chemotherapy would be utterly horrible because she was so thin and she is in her late 80s. But, without chemo, she faced a slow, agonizing, and certain death by cancer.
I was aware of her condition from the very beginning of her ordeal. This call hit me so hard that I could feel my knees buckle. Why you ask? This call was from my mother.
All of her sons, daughters, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were grief stricken. We all knew that her death would leave a crater of sorrow for all of us that would be beyond words.
Something rose up in me. My mom and I began praying over the phone. I felt a holy rage, like I had never known, rising within my spirit. My words were not just forceful, they were volcanic. I knew that Satan was challenging my family and that fear was trying to consume us.
I came to Jesus on behalf of my mom. Then I spoke to her and went through the Word of God declaring her healing. I felt bold to tell her to resist the devil and rebuke the cancer. I told her she would be tested, but to stand strong on the promises of God. Heaven overshadowed us, and the presence of God was undeniable.
Something happened to her. Her fear vanished. Her sense of focus and determination was super-human.
The next few weeks were a trial by fire, but she was amazing—confessing the Word, rebuking every negative thought, and standing strong.
Then came that fateful day when she went to see her doctor. The doctor ran the routine tests to monitor the size of the cancer. Later that day, I got her call.
My mother told me that when the doctor came back with the results, it was shocking. The red-faced doctor said, “I can’t find any cancer. None at all.” My mom smiled at the doctor, and explained what had happened. Then my mom witnessed to her about the healing power of Christ.
Our family is overcome by the goodness and mercy of God. No one else gets the credit or the glory for this astonishing miracle.
Why is this the greatest miracle healing I have ever seen? BECAUSE THIS IS MY MOM. And today, July 24th is my mom’s birthday. Happy Birthday, miracle mom. I love you!
P.S. As part of my celebration of this great miracle, I want your prayer requests. Just because we are celebrating does not mean we have forgotten the many who are warring against sickness. We want to pray for you, and those you love, to receive a healing miracle. Please leave a prayer request in the comments section. We will pray!
