Yesterday, I was responding to a request from a mother, in Colombia, that I go with my wife to pray for her daughter here in Miami.  I had met the mother two years ago when I ministered in Medellin, and the mother's request was quite urgent. 

     Apparently, the doctors had pronounced an imminent death sentence over this woman.  I never like to hear that doctors are playing God in that manner.  Only God gets to say when someone will breathe their last breath here on Earth.

     So, off we went, first to the hospital, only to find that she had been discharged.  "Nothing else they could do for her", was the story we were told.  My wife called her home, and off we went to North Miami.

     We arrived to find about twenty family members eating and fellowshipping throughout the house, and the TV was blasting.  I began to silently pray that God would work all this out.

     A chair was placed for me in the center of the room, next to the woman who had the cancer diagnosis.  As I sat there, and we waited for the relatives to finish eating, I began to know, in my spirit, that I was going to preach, even though it did not appear to be an opportune time for that to occur.  I also began to know, in my spirit, that this was not the time for this woman to die.

      Sure enough, the room calmed down, and the woman who was ill was not so ill as to be quiet or meek.  She was a believer in Jesus, and she had strong faith.  She did not believe she was going to die, but she confessed healing with her mouth.  She gave directions to all of her relatives that they were going to listen to me now as I told them about the Lord.  And so, I began, and preached about faith and love and miracles for about twenty minutes, and then we all rose to lay hands on the woman and pray.

     I directed my wife to pray, and as she prayed, I felt what seemed to be a crown, resting on my head.  I lifted my hand to worship, and the crown lifted off my head.  I lowered my hand, and the crown once again rested on my head.  I inquired of the Lord, within myself, and perceived that the Lord was desiring that I was to behave as a king, and make a decree, in His name.

     So, when my wife finished praying, I spoke, and cancelled the decree of death over the woman that had been made by the doctors, and I made a decree that every cancer cell in her body would now die, instead of her.

     We finished, and gave praise and thanks to God. 

     I looked around at the twenty relatives.   Some were weeping.  The presence of God was incredibly strong.  I asked these people who were gathered out of various religions how many of them could feel God's presence in that place.  All of them raised their hands, and great joy filled that place.  We had all experienced God.

     Today, I am meditating on that event.  There is no substitute for being filled with the Holy Ghost, for in that moment, we know exactly what God wants to do, what He is willing to do and what He wants us to do.  It is so wonderful to be filled with the Holy Ghost.

     Repent of your sins today and turn to Jesus, and be filled with the Holy Ghost!

 Stephen L. Bening