I grew up happily in a health-conscious, Bible-believing home and have known Jesus as my Lord and Savior since I was eight years old. During high school, I was strong, healthy, active in my faith, earned good grades and was a National Honor Student. I then went to college on an academic scholarship, participated in college athletics, and was actively involved in church and music ministries, Bible studies, and served as chaplain of my fraternity. My life has been filled with excitement and God has always been the biggest part of it.
I gained a fuller understanding of the loving and healing nature of God, however, during my college years when I battled a debilitating illness. In short, due to my packed schedule, I began to cut corners nutritionally and it wasn’t long before my health took a hit. I had constant diarrhea, nausea, stomach cramps, and at one point I lost 20 pounds in six days. Something was terribly wrong, so I called my parents for help. When I got home, I was shivering uncontrollably with a 105-degree fever, so Mom and Dad rushed me to the hospital.
My doctor diagnosed me with an incurable digestive disease called Crohn’s disease. He said I would have to live with the disease, be on medications for the rest of my life—and probably have surgery to remove my colon. I wanted to avoid radical surgery at all costs, so I went on a two-year journey to regain my health. I visited 70 doctors and read over 300 books on health, but nothing worked. In the meantime, I held on to Jeremiah 29:11: “I know the plans I have for you…plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.”
All the while, my health declined and at one point I almost died. My weight dropped to 104 pounds and my heart rate was 200 beats per minute. I remember telling God, “Lord, I am ready to go home. I’ve had a great life so far, but now I just want to be with You. I don’t want to be in this body if life is going to be like this.” I fell asleep, not sure if I would wake up the next morning.
Miraculously, I survived the night, and awoke to good news: overnight, I had gained ten pounds from the intravenous fluids. I was ecstatic! I remember boldly praying, “Lord, I want to be physically well, and I also want what You have planned for my life. I would like for You to heal me, Lord, and when that happens, I’ll spend the rest of my life helping to lead Your children out of the bondage of sickness and disease.” I remember telling my mother, “Mom, I’m going to get well and God is going to use my illness for good. God isn’t going to waste my pain.” And sure enough, God has been faithful.
Hebrews 11:1 says, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen”, and Romans 12:1 says “Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.” By faith, I made the commitment to offer my body as a living sacrifice to God and began a 40-day health journey during which God began His healing work in me. I studied everything God told His people would make them healthy and offered myself totally to Him and His plan for my life.
God healed my body during those 40 days. My healing wasn’t instantaneous, but it was miraculous nonetheless. What was birthed out of this greatest miracle in my life is the passion, vision, and purpose God placed in my heart to help transform the health of His people one life at a time.
May God bless you with long life and abundant health.