I am just thinking back this morning as I, drink my morning coffee. When I was 5 years old my mother passed out on her way to the bathroom, she was diagnosed with leukemia. I remember I didn’t like going to the hospital because the way she look scared me. I only went a few times; I was only 5 I didn’t understand. I knew she was sick, but not what caused her appearance to change.
Out of that whole time she was battling cancer the only thing that really stood out to me was the way my daddy prayed. He prayed without ceasing, not only did he pray but he called upon others from the church to pray as well. When my father prayed you could see the desire and genuineness he put forth, and he didn’t give up.
My mother battled this for a few years, and she is still here today. I’m 29 now, even though my father is now gone he installed in me to never give up. No matter how tough the road may get, pray without ceasing. Yes, I am aware of the condition that tries to take over. I am also aware that I have more power than my illness will ever have. So every day when I wake up, I let my illness know who I AM. I will not be defeated by some illness that is trying to stop me from my blessings. I will stand in the gap for every person suffering. God had changed my way of thinking, and because of that I can stand here medicine free and encourage other people.
I am not against prescription medications, and never will I tell someone to stop doing what works for them. I can only do what works for me. I can only share my story and experiences with you. I’m not here by mistake, and neither are you.
Remember: Be helpers to one another 💜