My testimony of a growth spurt was back in January of 2016 when I was diagnosed with Large Granular Lyphocytic Leukemia. I had been sick on and off for months and the doctors were having a hard time figuring out why. Multiple visits to the emergency ended in more pain pills and tests, but nothing would come of them.
I ended up going to the doctor for a normal check up and blood work to check my iron and they soon found out my white cell blood count was depleting. A few more blood tests and a last-minute bone marrow test days before Christmas of 2015 would later confirm the diagnosis.
I was a mother of 4 small children and married to my best friend. My husband and I were active members in our church, but it was more of a hobby than an actual commitment. That would all change soon after the diagnosis.
After the initial shock of the diagnosis, I found myself at a crossroads. I had to decide how I would respond. Would I give in to the anger or confusion and walk away from everything I believed in? Would I dive in head first and believe with all my heart that my healing would come? Would I blame the world, or even myself and fall into a pit of depression?
The weeks following the diagnosis, my church embraced me in a way I had never experienced. I remember being on stage worshiping during service and the pastor stopping mid-worship to come stand with me. As we worshiped he whispered in my ear, “Now that we know what it is, we can submit the name under the Name that is above all other names.”
THAT DID SOMETHING TO ME!
From that moment on, my entire perspective did a complete 180.
Later that very week, my husband and I were driving to my next appointment and he decided to pull over. I sat confused as he parked on the side of a random road and got out. He comes around and opens the door saying he wanted to show me something.
He walks me out and shows me what looks like a dead bush. I stood there confused wondering why he wanted to show me some dried up bush, but then he tells me to look closer. My husband digs in the bush and pulls out a perfectly beautiful sunflower.
I stood there stunned to see such a perfect sunflower come out of a random dried up bush on the side of the road. My husband goes on to say that he was driving that very road earlier that day, crying and asking God why all this had to happen. As he drove, God began to speak about beauty coming out of what we assumed to be a dead-end situation. Just as God spoke, my husband’s eye caught the flower. He didn’t stop then, but was reminded of that very flower as we were about to drive by.
That flower acted as a reminder of God’s promise every time we drove to the doctor for another test, another result, and another checkup. When looked like a dead bush, produced random sunflowers that never ceased to sprout every time we drove by and brought about more and more growth with every reminder.
After over two years and multiple diagnosis from LGL Leukemia, Rheumatoid Arthritis, and Sjogren’s Disease, I received my long-awaited healing on March 17th, 2018. Out of what I thought would be a life ending diagnosis came 4 books, a blog, ministry, and growth like I never thought. My husband and children have grown spiritually and we as a family have grown as well. March 17th, 2019 will make one year of being leukemia, arthritis and sjogren’s free.
Here is the video I made the moment I got the call confirming my healing:
To read my detailed testimony of my healing, you can purchase The Rare Kind
Until Next Time,