My Testimony. Before They call …!

Before I took the leap and began blogging, it had been a constant thought in my head, a deep desire to write. I felt I have a lot to say. People needed to know that God is real!

Almost 23 years ago I came face to face with God. Since then I have a different awareness of life.

Some Background on Me

I had been raised with the love of God in my heart, always.

As a child, I was a shy thinker, I loved reading books. Growing up in a “third world country” it often mean reading in less than ideal circumstances. I devoured books.

We learned the “”Queens English” in school but casually speak a broken form of English, consisting of words from Africa, India, China, Amerindians, Portuguese etc.

The language represents the many peoples’ that inhabit that land.

As far back as I can remember I instinctively knew there was something wrong in my body, I don’t know what it was, how I knew this but I did.

I never had any limitations and had a normal childhood.

But my prayers would always be God protect my heart, my brain and my eyes. The prayers of a child.

So one night I awoke after giving birth to my first child some 7 weeks earlier to my heart attempting to thump out of my chest!

The ER doctor casually told me I had a hole and needed heart surgery and strolled out of my room.

This information heralded the beginning of me trusting God implicitly. Thus began my blessings.

GOD Is Always Ahead of Us

My mother worked at a very prominent hospital in New York. She worked with the cardio-thoracic surgeons and would often see the prep work that came with preparing for cardiac surgery.

So after I received the ER diagnosis I was unable to book an appointment with a cardiologist for months as they have a long wait list.

My mother called the doctors she worked with and I had an appointment the next day and surgery a week later! ( This is how God orders our footsteps. Isaiah 65:24 Even before they call I will answer and while they are yet speaking, I will hear.)

She would tell me that they had to massage your heart and stop it so they could perform surgery.

So now!!! Here I was about to have heart surgery. I was filled with imaginings of them stopping my heart and the heart deciding not to re-start. And my baby was a few weeks old. Imagine my pain.

With not much time to prepare for the surgery, I retreated to my quiet space and consulted with The Almighty.

I asked my mother not to tell many extended family members because I needed time with God with no distractions and negative sayings.

I began to pray and seek God for a safe passage through the coming trials.

The day of the surgery dawned clear, I kissed my child not knowing if I would ever see him again.

I checked into the hospital and my surgery would be early the next morning, I wanted my doctor fresh!

The evening before My friend Em and I prayed one final time at 11:30 pm and I slept the sleep of the innocent, confident in God’s promises.

I was awakened the following morning and prepped for surgery, in the elevator I saw my family for the last time before being greeted with the stark cold whiteness of the operating theater and then … lights out!!!

Going Home

Awoke after ten plus hours of surgery and was certainly grateful to be alive. I do not recall being in too much pain afterward, but I now sport a long scar from under my left breast to my posterior scapula (back of my shoulder blades).

Three days later I am discharged and leave the hospital to a world that seemed brand new. I felt like a child in unfamiliar territory. As I was riding home I recall looking around at the world in wonder, everything was new to me as if I had never been here or seen it before.

My surgery took place in March. I had several bouts with tachycardia, wore a holter monitor, and finally had an ablation in an effort to calm the irritable area of my heart that would trigger these fast heart beats.

Through it all I learned to be steadfast like Job, to trust God. No matter where this journey took me I claimed his healing words for my life and I STOOD on his promises.

The devil will casts doubts in your way all the time, tell you, “you will die today”, “God does not hear you, you are a sinner”, “you are not getting your healing!”

Satan will use your thoughts as well as the words of others’ to deny you what God has for you … You MUST not believe it!

Several supernatural things would accompanied my healing. Many small moments when I was aware of being in the presence of angels, especially when I was alone at home during my time of convalescence.

Many times I was in the presence of “static electrical force-field” that is really difficult to explain.

I was unable to lift my baby for several weeks due to my surgical wound and muscle weakness as a result, so the baby would lay on the bed with me.

One Day The Holy Spirit Came

One day about 2 or so months after my surgery my mother and I were the only ones at home. We were sitting at right angles to each other with an open window at my right arm. We were watching TBN, Christian TV.

Suddenly I turned and looked at the open window just in time to see a ball of mist coming at a great speed towards me. The “mist” was moving so fast it left a tail streak behind it.

Then that “mist” came right at me and then made contact with my person, I was energized with an “electricity”, a life force…I jumped to my feet. (keep in mind I had had a baby, then 10 hrs of surgery, recovery was not a quick road, I was as weak and helpless as my baby. I was at this time sleeping with my mother. I could not take care of myself or my baby)

I was so weak I could barely hold my head up, my mother would wash my hair with me laying on the bed with my head over the side. I could hardly sit up let alone stand. So when I got up to praise God, that was miracle #1.

Death was on me like perfume, I looked like a skeleton and I was in my twenties

I write this in an effort to let you understand how ill and weak I was.

I was on my feet calling Jesus and praising God and weeping with my hands up to the sky. This energy, this God-force infusing my being and I felt happy and healed and well.

I do not know how long I stood on my feet praising God and just basking in His glory. I was somehow outside of myself but yet aware of what was happening. My mother was saying “receive your healing, receive your healing” and I kept on praising God.

My spirit was praising God independent of my will, I did not consciously decide to do this, but when the Holy Spirit came to me I just naturally praised God.

Here in my humble bedroom of the brownstone we rented, The God, Ancient of days, knows me and cares about my affairs, enough to visit me and let me have the pleasure of seeing and feeling His Spirit.

My mother, the only witness to this event.

I Am Healed!

I returned to work shortly after that day and my life has been so very blessed since. I know, that I know, that I know that God knows and loves me.

And in this knowledge… I REST!

I have had other encounters since then I will tell, but when I am prompted to tell by His Spirit in the hopes that someone will read my words and believe that God is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.

Please comment and please share your divine encounters, someone out there may need to hear this.

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39 Replies to “My Testimony. Before They call …!”

  1. I also believe in miracles, and that I am alive today is a gift from God. Thank you for sharing your story and I am glad you are there to be a mother to your daughter, and share your faith with others who need help to believe.

    1. Thank you for your insight. When you tell or write about God’s miracles, folks can become a bit wary, especially if they have no experience with it.

  2. It’s a very touching story but also, a learning point. I want to tell you that you are more blessed than you thought. God tested you with such a painful surgery but he already knew that you would still live. Because you live with faith in you, it was done and everything else continued with no other complications. I am so happy, reading this testimony has rolled out tears of joy on my face and I praise the most high God for he is mighty. He gave you even more children, a nother blessing that came your way right after the test. You are really blessed my friend.
    Thank you for sharing your story surely, I never knew this before.

    1. Jesus Chris is the same yesterday, today and forever. I wish we all could know without a doubt that God loves us. We must never agree with Satan’s negative words. That’s one way to keep your blessings, speak prosperity and health over your life and the life of your loved ones…and DO NOT agree with the accuser with your words as he requires your permission as a child of God.

  3. What a Divine supernatural encounter and miracle from God! Thank you for sharing! This was a timely message! I felt the need to write a post about what happened to me this evening at church, and then I read this post! God has brought me too far and touched me too many times, for me not to believe in His miracles!

    1. You know sometimes we just need a reminder, in our human-ness we tend to forget and try to do for ourselves. But then we remember and return to “our Life Source”.

  4. Pene, what a powerful, and encouraging testimony of God’s love, goodness, and healing power (to name but a few). Praise God for His love never fails, and His mercies are new with us each day. I look forward to reading more of your walk with our faithful Creator β™₯

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