In 1990, I was packing to go visit my parents for two weeks.  I was told that my father has lung cancer and his ulcers had erupted and he was bleeding internally.  I had very bad ulcers at the time and was on medication for it.  I met a friend who was a nurse and she told me to take my ulcer medication for my dad and to make sure he takes his pain medication because cancer is very painful.  That night before I went to sleep I said "God whoever you are don't let him die in pain, take his pain and give it to me".  I loved my father so much. Before daybreak, I was awakened to a very excruciating pain that went from my chest to my back.  I thought I was dying, because there was also a light that came into the room that I could not describe, but what caught my attention was the peace I felt.  You see, I was still drinking, smoking, partying, cussing etc., I became very still because I did not know what was happening to me. 

The following week I am on a plane and I am drinking everything to get a "High" but I remained sober. You see I could not deal with the thought that my father was dying, because it was too painful.  When I got to my parents house, my mother told me my father was in the hospital.  The next morning bright and early I went to the hospital and when I saw my father I could not believe that he had gotten so thin.  He was skin and bones.  I decided to take him home and feed him back to good health.  My father was an alcoholic and chain smoker.  As soon as we got through the door my father grabbed the first pack of cigarettes that he saw to put in his mouth.  I of course took it away from him. and began smoking it.  How foolish of me.

For two weeks, my father put his hands to his lips like he was smoking, but there was no cigarettes in his hand.  That is the power that cigarettes has on the human mind.  Here is my father dying of lung cancer, but still reaching for the thing that was killing him.  We all thought he would die of liver disease because of his drinking.  Anyway, I told my father that he had to ask everyone he offended to forgive him and he had to forgive everyone who offended him.  He asked me how to do that.  I said just do it. He later told me I was right.   I told my mother that he does not want to take his medication for pain or the ulcer medication because he kept saying he had no pains.  I saw the radiation marks on his back.  He kept saying NO PAIN.  I had forgotten what I had asked God.  You see at that time I had not read the bible or any books even close to it. One day I told my mother my father has thrush in his mouth and to get the doctor to give him something for it.  I had never seen inside my father's mouth. The doctor  that day verified that my father had thrush in his mouth.  Later that day and even after my father died, my mother kept asking me how did I know he had thrush in his mouth.  She and his doctor also marvelled at the fact that both his lungs were collapsed and he was breathing normally without the help of a breathing machine.  Before I left to come back to the USA, my father called me.  When I went to him, he said "do you see what I am seeing?"  with a awed look on his face like he had seen something glorious.  If I had known then what I know now I would have asked him what he saw.  During those two weeks I had my first experience in seeing demons in people.  I will probably speak about that in another blog.

My mother told me she was feeding him his last mouthful of food, when he straightened out his body and died very peacefully approximately 1 month later...........

So you see, I did not know God.  I was not born-again until the following year.  God heard the cry of  the little girl in me who prayed for her father with 100% love. He let me feel my father's pain for a moment.  I believe God hears the prayers of those who apply 100% faith and 100% love.  I thank my heavenly Father for his Grace and Mercy.  He looked down and saw two desperate people who were so undeserving of His love, my Father and me (two alcoholics). However, my heavenly Father did not leave me in the state I was in.  He cleaned me up and took away everything that would cause me to continue the lifestyle I was in.  I had a choice to go backwards or go forwards.  I chose to go forwards and with the help of His Holy Spirit in me, I have made it so far. I pray that I make it all the way and when I get to heaven I can place the trophies at the feet of my Jesus and thank Him for the battles He has helped me to win..

This testimony is to give Hope to the Hopeless.  Faith to the faithless. And may all cast their burdens and cares on Jesus Christ, and learn of Him, the author and finisher of our Faith.   

Perhaps you may want to print this out to read it properly.  I am sorry I could not shorten it.   Stay tuned I may share more of me later.

Shalom to all my friends 
Sister Marcia