I don’t know if God has ever performed a miracle in your life, but I know that He has performed one in mine. I am no longer a slave to fear because I know without a doubt that I am a child of God.  People have sung that there is power in the name of Jesus but I know first hand that there is and He is to be worshipped and praised.

I accepted Christ and gave myself to be used by him from a very tender age and my family who are also ardent Christians supported me because they were evangelist through drama, speech and other such outreach.

So, I felt sick and I was at home thinking that it was the sinus or something bothering my throat seeing that I was at my great grandmothers’ wake and funeral that weekend.  I went to the doctor and got some medication, but nothing changed. Pretty soon after that, I found that my temperature was going up and I was vomiting, trembling and feeling ill. I was in some serious pain. My dad and mom got concerned and so they came into my room and decided to pray for me. My parents got out the olive oil and as they anointed me black spots or bumps just started rising from my skin. They took over my body. This was so scary for me. I have never seen anything like it,they just rose like magic. I could see the grave concern in my parent’s eyes as they continued to anoint and pray for me.

My parents without hesitation packed me up and they called my only aunt as well as we headed for the hospital. While we were there in the waiting room the doctor came took one look and stated that I was not an emergency. He did this twice. After waiting again until there was a change of shift and my temperature kept going up, I remembered my aunt and mom started to get mad but, victory belongs to Jesus, hallelujah.

The new doctor now looked at me again and then sent for some test thinking it might have been the dengue. The test was done and when the results came back they realized that my liver was badly damaged and reaching dangerous levels. It was getting worse as seconds ticked and I was immediately admitted. I had overdosed with medications and they had to clean me out. Days of agonizing pain and trauma ensued as my hospital life began and my mom, dad and aunt were on the case refusing to give up.

 The doctor called my mom and dad after a few days and told them that if

they could pray then they should. He also said to them that they need to think of a liver transplant and we should think of going to Miami. My parents did not have that kind of money but God! There was nothing good about this, my death certificate was almost signed but my aunt, grandparents dad and mom my entire family would not have it and through social media and all the churches that they had ever linked with, prayers went up.

My classmates, teachers, friends, church brothers and sisters, strangers  came and prayed for my healing. Prayers went up all over and my breakthrough came when the temperature levels went down and my liver started to heal itself through the power of God.  I am here to worship and bow down to the Holy of Holies because if it was not for God I would not be alive today. Four doctors came to my bedside twice in a day for about two weeks. I was always attended to, God made sure that they were there for me. The best nurses were given to me  and this was God’s doing. I was granted favour by God and you too have this privilege. Seek Him while he may be found.  He is only a prayer away and God can do anything. He makes the impossible possible.