The Conclusion But Not The End
When I started The Cancer Trip some months ago I had a fairly good idea of which particular personal stories I would share, which I would not and the vulnerabilities I would share that were an intimate part of my journey in it all. But something changed as I neared what I am calling the conclusion but not the end.
It is truly going to be the conclusion of the “trip,” per se. But it is not the end of the larger story. I was going to conclude with mentioning some others whose stories and battles were ongoing but with whom I did not have the same level of personal intimacy. During the course of this trip we have taken together, one that I was going to mention is doing better. Her name is Jill. One has begun his own trip since we began; a family member. His name is Alan. The news started with a sense of gravity but has since become quite favorable all things considered. And finally, one, whom I was going to put in the realm of fighting the good fight has since been cured. Her name is Selene. More about her story, of which I have become a part, will be covered shortly.
The larger story ends when there is no more cancer; when there is no need for what I and countless others have done in documenting their stories. No more stories of fear, death, separation, sorrow, loss, shock, radiation, chemo, hair loss, vomiting, weight loss, surgeries, mastectomies, treatments, disappointments, questions, doubt and all the things that come against us from a ruthless, lying enemy whose intent is to kill and subdue and deceive us into coming into agreement with his falsehoods and the diagnoses and symptoms of the natural world. He is ruthless and knows nothing of fairness or playing by the rules because he is void of anything but lies and treachery.
To me, the larger story begins to end when the church around the world begins to move in not only a knowledge of but a living out of who we are in Christ: our true identity, Who God is, in and for us: His true identity and, therefore, our authority to heal the sick, in Jesus Name. It is ours to reverse the trend and see the realities, in future generations, of divine health, where there is no sickness at all.
For the sake of brevity, I’ll include only the major points in Selene’s story. I’ll predicate this account by establishing that at no point during her two battles with cancer, did chemotherapy nor radiation have any effect; even the doctors corroborated these findings.
In 2012, Selene was diagnosed with a golf ball sized tumor in her brain. She lost her eyesight in one eye, but after prayer, just a week later it was totally restored. A catheter placed in her chest to deliver chemotherapy directly to her brain fell out leaving no scar whatsoever. Despite radiation to her brain there is no evidence of scar tissue and while one MRI showed the tumor had grown and spread, it miraculously, totally disappeared.
In 2015 she was diagnosed with colon cancer, underwent surgery, chemotherapy and radiation. She was ultimately given a written determination, from the medical community, that she would die, after the failure of the chemotherapy and the subsequent spread of the cancer to her lymph nodes and breast. Shortly after, with prayer and faith-sound-therapy she was determined to be totally cancer free.
Her story, in full, will become available soon. I believe it carries the testimony of Jesus which is the spirit of prophecy and many will be healed because of it. I invite you to move in your authority by declaring this testimony over someone you know that has not only cancer, but any need of healing. Jesus’ stories are amazing, powerful and ours.
Thank you for taking this trip with me. May you carry more hope, more provocation, more faith and see more healings.