Six months ago, I sat around a dining room table with my dear friends Beny & Paty Osorio, in a house in the Mexico City northern suburb ‘city’ Ecaptapec, with a lovely family, sharing the table with a spirit of death, a spirit of fear, and utter hopelessness and despair. One of the family, Alejandrina, whom I was sitting next to, had – according to one her relatives, Adrianna, just a few days to live, sent home by the hospital to die: there was no more they could do for the cancer in her kidneys, liver, lungs, and oesaphagus, secondaries and ‘hot-spots’ elsewhere. Alejandrina herself a terrible colour – you could only describe it as green – her face pained and full fear. Most around the table were crying, their ONLY belief – then – was of losing this clearly much-loved family member.
Spin forward six months: to the most astonishing house, in perhaps the most up-market part of Mexico City, Inter Lomas: a country club estate, a beautiful sunny afternoon, a lot of laughter, and the amazing barbecue meal being cooked. Same family: different location. Same people (plus a few others, including the family of the owner of the house we are in – related somehow, but I ‘lost’ the relative plot somewhere(!). Same family, including a perfect Mexican skin-coloured Alejandrina, looking 20 years younger……
And then, when it got too cold (for the Mexicans! – well, it had been 29/30C in the afternoon, and now it had dropped to 16C, and out came the coats and blankets!), sitting around a table – a different one, obviously, with pretty much the same occupants as 6 months before – full from the barbecue (wonderful steaks!) – with virtually non-stop laughter for the best part of 2½ hours…. much of the conversation was far too fast for me to keep up with, and some of it ‘local’ language. What I picked up I laughed with: but my joy was just watching Alejandrina, laughing loud and often sharing things that caused raucous laughter….
Alejandrina is 59 next week, so she’d have only been 58 when she should have died. My technical skills failed with the video, but I have got photos. She told us — I’d forgotten this bit – that I’d told her she’d feel much better the next morning, and she was healed: she did, and she was. The doctors finally admitted defeat that the cancer had gone (from their point of view!), and she is now free to live her life for the next 40 years, love and be loved by her family, and with a testimony second to none. Snatched by a loving and miracle working God from the jaws of death and the grip of Satan.
It seems, this morning, my time, my computer is even playing silly-billys at letting me upload the photographs to the blog, so, as I have to bepicked up for a meeting in just over 30 minutes, I’ll have to try and sort that out later! I’ve nicked a few from Facebook from Beny and Paty Viruega, just to give you a flavour…
Yvonne, one of the family, had also fallen recently, and completely broken her knee-cap (knees again!!). She showed us the scaring, healing seemed to be ultra-slow, walking was difiicult, and sleeping (I know this with dodgy knees) was nigh-on impossible. She couldn’t flex her leg, as the scar ran right down her knee-cap, top to bottom. Within minutes, she was flexing it in a way she’d not been able to do for 3 months. Her daughter, Jessica (Yessica), 16, a lovely, lovely young lady, was so angry with God because a year ago, her much loved sister Erica had died with a major kidney disorder. Jessica also has that. Talked to her, Danny Ortiz had a word from God for her, she let go of the anger, and her whole persona changed. Only tests, of course, will prove that the disorder no longer afflicts her, but I do believe that when she’s x-rayed/scanned, she’ll have brand new kidneys.
Prayed with that whole family – dad Hernandez included – and the peace of God invaded them all. It was beautiful to watch.
So much more, so little time! More later! Meeting now: Beny’s speaking, but I have a sneaking feeling people will want praying for! – and then, this evening, 7 pm here, 1 am UK, there’s a special healing service at Danny and Paty’s church, at which yours truly is the speaker. It will be wonderful to leave two weeks (here) of miracles, with a whole load more tonight…. 🙂