Sommer M. from California
Nearly a year ago, I was diagnosed with a neurological disorder with a symptom called Mononeuritis Multiplex. It's where the peripheral nerves are damaged, causing nearly complete loss of sensation in my body, nerve pain, and drop foot in my right leg. I had a weakened grip, I dropped things constantly, and I could not feel it when I dragged my fingers up my arms or legs. Drop foot is when the action of raising the foot toward the calf and pushing the foot down to the floor (called dorsi flexion) cannot be implemented. I had to wear a brace that supported the foot and ankle so that I could stand, walk, and run. I had been standing in faith and confessing the Word and listening to Pastor Nancy's YouTube video titled "Healing Confessions" for months. On Monday of Campmeeting, I could not make it to the meetings due to class assignments. But I flipped on the TV toward the end of the service to watch as Pastor Nancy was calling out healings. She called "feet are being healed," so I looked down at my right foot and moved it for the first time in a year! I can walk, jump, and run without a brace for pain or fatigue. She also said an infection at the top of the back of throat was being healed. I'd had swollen tonsils since last September. I was tested for strep and tonsillitis, but both came back negative. Ten months went by, and the symptoms had gotten progressively worse. My breathing was affected, I was constantly coughing, and I could hardly talk at times, but no doctor took the symptoms seriously, they blamed them on allergies. When pastor said that about the throat, I knew it was for me. So I thanked God for healing me, and by the end of Campmeeting, all those symptoms were gone. I had also been standing in faith for about two years because of a growth that had appeared in my throat in January 2021. It started out about a quarter size, then grew to about the size of a baseball. It showed up as soon as I made a right decision concerning something the Holy Spirit was talking to me about. The doctors kept telling me they'd have to zap it, and that I'd be on medication for the rest of my life. One thing I learned through all of this was just how hopeless it is from the standpoint of an unbeliever to be told you have something that there is no cure for, but I'm not an unbeliever. I have a God who sent His Son to die for me so that I could walk in health and wholeness, not for me to lose organs. So I gritted my teeth and dug my heels into the Word for two years. The symptoms were loud and aggressive, but I got loud and aggressive back. Finally, that same Monday night of Campmeeting, Pastor Nancy called out a growth at the base of the throat. From the moment she called it out, I have not had another symptom related to that organ, and it shrank to half its size in an instant. I'm currently believing for that organ to go compeletely back to its normal shape and size.