“For the last seven years I had some things going on in my body.  All the doctors I went to in South Florida and here could not figure it out.  Tracing it back, the beginning of all this was August of 2003.  I started forgetting things.  I would be two roads away from my house and had to stop because I was lost.  It was a good thing my boys were usually with me.  I have no real memories from November 2003 to the summer of 2005.  The only things I know about this time is what my family told me.  My dad was diagnosed with cancer and died, I have no memory of it.  I was functioning, even running a doctor’s office, but had no idea what I was doing.  I couldn’t take the confusion anymore, so I called my doctor.  She said I had a complete mental breakdown and put me on three kinds of anti-depressants.  They did not help, so I stopped taking them.  She also told me I had extremely high cholesterol and type 2 diabetes.  There was no explanation for either.

I never really got better, just better at coping.  For about three years I learned to cover the confusion and the sadness.  Then I couldn’t deal with all that was going on in my head and started trying to figure out how to do away with it myself.  After another doctor said the same thing as the first, it was decided I should go to Gainesville and with the variety of doctors available maybe they would finally find the solution.

November 18, 2009, I attended Impact Family Church for the first time.  In April, I was still having problems and mentioned something to a church member.  She recommended I go see her doctor.  I went to and in two minutes the doctor not only knew the problem but how to help.  She diagnosed me with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome.  The problems I had been experiencing – high cholesterol, type 2 diabetes with neuropathy, weight gain, excessive facial hair, altered mental capabilities, plus some other things – are all symptoms of the P.O.S.

A few months later, our church had planned a women’s retreat for all the ladies.  My son thought I should go, so he paid for me to attend.  I do not like crowds and wasn’t sure what to expect, but since I knew a lot of the women, I didn’t stay frustrated with him for long.  I’m so glad I went.  The services were fantastic and I wasn’t forced to do anything, just encouraged.  During the last service of the retreat, one of the women spoke a tongues and interpretation and it really ministered to my heart.  Then, our wonderful pastor gave an invitation for at least two women who had been having a problem with their mind and it had been there for a long time to come forward.  I knew one had to be me, but I was reluctant to go because I do not like to be in front of people.  That night I knew I had to go.  It was time to let go of this.  When she touched my head I felt peace for the first time in seven years.  I didn’t realize until I wrote this that it had been seven years since the first life-altering symptoms appeared.

When I got home that night the first thing my son said to me was “mom you got healed.”  I still wasn’t sure, but I knew something was different.  Over the next week I noticed things were not the same. I ate a cookie and did not get dizzy.  The numbness in my feet weren’t bothering me.  There was a charity bake sale at work and after eating a cupcake, the sugar didn’t bother me.  I realized my son was right when at a wedding I wore heels and was able to keep them on all evening.  I had not been able to do this because of the neuropathy caused by the diabetes.  The funny thing is, I went forward for prayer for my mind and got so much more.  God healed me of it all and I am so thankful.“

- K.O.
High Springs 

“When I was born my ears were under-developed and they did not drain right. At three years old, I received my first set of tubes in my ears to try and open them up, but they did not work and my body rejected them. I have since had two other sets of tubes placed in my ears and the doctor said that I would need tubes in my ears for the rest of my life. I didn’t believe or want that to happen. From all the surgeries, I had 70% hearing loss in my right ear and 40% loss in my left.

As I got older I went to chiropractors who found another way by cracking my neck every day to open my ears up just enough to hear better and it helped. But on days where I would have a stiff neck or it just wouldn’t pop it didn’t do me any good and I would have no hearing. When mom would come home she would have to turn the TV off because it was so loud but for me it wasn’t loud enough.

When I was young I saw an evangelist on TV and told mom that one day I, like all those others, would be healed and would hear again. That never happened and I had gotten discouraged about it. I prayed for God to heal me and nothing happened. I am now 22 years old and had been living with this for my whole life and have lost a couple of job opportunities due to this issue.

My mom invited me to Impact Family Church in March. I went and heard about healing not thinking much about it because of my discouragement, and yet something inside kept pressing me to keep listening. After going for a month, mom told me about the miracle service they held the first Sunday of each month. I was kind of skeptical, but I felt God telling me to believe and it shall be given unto you. So on May 2, 2010, when Pastor Anderson called for anyone who needed healing to come forward, I didn’t hesitate.

As I walked up there I could feel something wrap itself around me and I knew something great was about to happen. I stood at the front between two people.  One was on my left, I could see her lips moving, so I knew she was praying, but I could not hear her. Another lady was on my right praying, but I could not hear her either. As Pastor Anderson stood in front of me, he asked what I needed a miracle for and I said my ears. He placed his fingers in my ears and faintly I heard, “I pray him healed in the name of Jesus, receive it”, and I did. When he took his fingers out I heard the others clear as a bell and I thought, “Wow, I’m healed.” When I got home I wanted to “test drive” my new ears and I turned on the TV. Instead of having to listen to it with the volume turned way up, I was able to listen to it at a normal level, and sometimes I now have to turn it down.

God healed me from something that had been a sour note in my life for many years, but now I can say that I was healed just like I wanted as a boy. The next Sunday I was baptized in the Holy Spirit and my ears will never close again because I stepped out in faith and believed for my healing. My life will never be the same. I give God the glory for my healing and praise Him for letting a little boy’s prayer come true.”

- D.G.
Gainesville, FL 

“I have been mentally ill all of my life. The doctors diagnosed me with schizoaffective disorder. It caused hallucinations, delusions, paranoia, severe mood swings, sleeplessness, and tended to make me question reality. I’d been hospitalized five times and was temporarily placed in a daytime treatment program to encourage stimulation and self-sufficiency. I was a very sick man. I was so bad off that I couldn’t even attend the program regularly because I took such high doses of sedatives and sleeping pills that I was unresponsive during most of the day. I heard voices, saw visions and frequently had terrible nightmares.

I began attending Impact Family Church in July of 2009. At that point, I was so heavily medicated that I could barely have a conversation. On August 2, 2009, I trusted the Lord for my healing. I went forward and Pastor Anderson laid hands on me. I felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off my shoulders. My life changed dramatically. Immediately, the voices and visions ceased. I no longer have nightmares.

Over the following months, my doctor was so impressed that he began slowly weaning me off my medications. To date, I’ve been taken off three drugs that I used to take daily. He also reduced the dose of another medicine down to one quarter of what it used to be. Additionally, I had been taking six doses of an anti-psychotic every day, now I take four. My doctor is planning on slowly taking me off all of my medications over the next several years. It’s a slow progress, but I trust the Lord it will be a huge success.

Today, I am free of any symptoms of mental illness. I no longer need to be in a daytime treatment program. I feel great. What the doctors said was hopeless has now been turned into an example of what the Lord can do. I’m planning on going back to work when I’m off of my two anti-psychotic drugs. I give all of the glory, honor and praise to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.”

- S.S.
Ft White, FL