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Dearest Partners:
I want to just fall on my face on my floor and stay there
telling God how much I LOVE Him again!
In October, Paul and I returned from two months
working at the Holy Land Experience, and because of my
2003 history with C-3 colon cancer, cancer of the appendix,
and three out of five cancerous lymph nodes…with NO
chemotherapy or radiation (they just removed the tumor),
I try to keep up on my tests and love to have the reports of
being healed in Jesus’ name in my hand.
So, I began all the yearly tests again: mammogram,
pap, chest x-ray, blood tests, EKGs…all clear. Then the
biggies: PET scan — clear and CT scan — WHOA!
The CT scan showed a group of enlarged lymph nodes
right behind my chest wall near my heart and lungs.
So I scheduled the BIGGIE test: a BRONCHOSCOPY
MEDIASTINOSCOPY — they go through the soft part
of the bottom of your neck, behind the chest bone, for a
biopsy. The doctor’s diagnosis was, of course, NOT good
— possibly lymphoma or full blown cancer.
I cannot begin to tell you how we bombarded Heaven
for another miracle. I called my precious brother Benny
Hinn and he and my grandson Brandon prayed for me as
they ministered in Paris, France. I claimed Isaiah 53,
“By whose stripes we are healed.” I believed Psalm 20,
“May the Lord be with you in your day of trouble, may He
remember with pleasure the gifts you have given Him….”
I anointed myself with holy oil. I listened to praise and
worship music and thanked God for a miracle! I believed
His Word, that it is His great pleasure to heal us.
I received His gift of healing over and over and over. Kim
Clement had prayed and taught me to speak to the lymph
nodes and say, "YOU HAVE NO PLACE IN MY
PROPHETIC FUTURE!" I constantly interceded for a
precious lady I know who has untreatable cancer, believing
for her miracle. I read the healing Scriptures and claimed
them as if they had my name written on each one. Our family
partakes of Holy Communion at dinner, remembering our
Savior and what He did for us. Paul was on his face fasting
and believing with me.
On November 25th I was scheduled at Cedars-Sinai
Medical Center in Los Angeles. Precious friends who
believed with me for my miracle took me. The first thing
my assistant, Danny York, said to me that morning was,
“This is the day the Lord hath made and we will rejoice
and be glad in it.”
12 noon: Check-in; 2:00 PM: I was rolled on a
gurney through those steel doors and halls into the
operating room.
Everyone was dressed in white, covered head to toe.
The operation would be done and the biopsy would be
checked before I awoke. I was cold, but breathing my
Savior’s name every moment: “Jesus…Jesus…Jesus…
Jesus…Jesus,” when I felt something touch me on my
right side. I looked (people, I could not say this if it was not
true, but it is), my PRECIOUS Healer, Messiah, Savior,
and Lord was sitting on the side of the operating table!
I could see His clothes clearly…blue scarf around a pure
white robe…beautiful light brown, shoulder length hair….
I felt the air go out of my lungs and a peace overwhelmed
me that is really indescribable! I felt warmth, joy, almost
happy as I reached out to touch Him. I said, “Jesus…You’re
here.” I felt Him say, “I will NEVER leave you or forsake
you.” I lay there talking spirit to spirit with Jesus. It was as
if He was saying, “I will always be where people are
hurting most” and so many, many precious words. He sat
there by me until I heard the anesthesiologist say, “Breathe
deeply Mrs. Crouch. You’re going to sleep now.”
3:30 PM: Moved into critical care; 6:00 PM: Rolled
into recovery.
I had not seen or talked to anyone with the result.
I knew my family knew, but I had not heard. The nurse
paged any family members of Jan Crouch to come to
recovery third floor. In the door burst Paul Jr. and Danny
with smiles from ear to ear. Paul Jr. said, “Mom, have you
heard?” I said, “No.” “Oh, mom, there is NO cancer.
NONE WHATSOEVER! The worst…an infection to cause
the lymph nodes to swell.”
“Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus!” We hugged, cried, thanked
Jesus, and called Paul Sr., Matt and Laurie, Brandon,
Brittany and Mike, Cara, Caylan, and Cody and together
again cried out our praise and love to our healing Jesus.
BY WHOSE STRIPES WE ARE HEALED!
By Whose stripes YOU are healed!
It’s my Jesus’ love!
I love you and thank you for your constant love and
prayers. We are healed in Jesus’ name!
Your sister in Jesus,
(1 Cor. 13) |
