Sis. Rhonda Baker with her chemo hat

Sis. Rhonda Baker with her chemo hat

In April 2004, again I was diagnosed with cancer.  This time the cancer was invasive.  The cancer had spread so quickly it had invaded the lymph nodes under my right arm.  I went through a lot of tests in April.  This was a week before spring break.  In my consultation with the oncologist, she emphasized that this was life threatening.  I guess I must not have taken her seriously, because she had to get my attention and look me straight in the eye and get serious with me.  But, she doesn't know my God.  I was told to go ahead and go to Atwater, because when I got back, things would change, plus my surgeon told me I would need that get away, and that waiting a week would be okay.  When in Atwater, a brother preached towards the tail end and mentioned cancer.  I went up to get prayed for.  While I was up at the altar, my wonderful Pastor had to "part the sea of people" so to speak, just to get to me.  He laid hands on me and prayed for me.  He knew God had spoken to me.  He asked me later if God had spoken to me and I told him, yes.  God said "I am the Lord and beside me there is no other God."  God was reassuring me that He was going to be with me through this.  When I got back, I was scheduled to start chemo the day  my mother-in-law was due to be here.  I tried to talk them out of starting the chemo that day, but they would not budge.  It took 6 months later for me to get it through my thick head why they would not delay the chemo.  The tumor was measured as being 4x5 cm.  By July of that year, the measurement of the tumor was down only 1.5 cm.  4 months for the tumor to go down was very little.  I was having chemo every other week.  I went to a drama tour in Eureka.  After service was over with, a special call was made for those who needed a healing in their body, to lift both hands.  My hands shot up, because at that moment, I knew God was going to do something.  I was surrounded by people praying for me.  The power of the Holy Ghost was so strong.  The next week, when I went in for chemo, as usual, they measured the tumor.  They could not find it.  I knew God had shrunk it or took it away, but didn't know for sure until I had my surgery.  I went in for surgery in September 2004.  the lymph node tumors were all gone with no cancer in the tissue.  The other tumor was shrunk down to 1.2 cm.  God may not have taken it away, but God shrunk it down in 1 day, what it took chemo to shrink down in 4 months.  I testified to my oncologist when I got back.  She told me "chemo does that sometimes."  I looked at her and told her "no, my God did it."  Later, after radiation was finished I had my follow-up visit with my wonderful Nurse Practitioner, in March 2005.  I testified to her about all that God did for me.  She gave me a huge hug, cried and told me that she knows God healed me.  In all of this, I did my very best to testify to the doctors.  To help them to understand why I was not nervous.  Why I had the utmost confidence that I was going to be okay.  My nurse practitioner told me "Rhonda, doctors are trained to think scientifically and it is very hard for doctors to go beyond thinking in a scientific way."  As I look back, this affected my husband and my children more than I realized.  It is really hard to put into words the total and unconditional trust in God, that you are going to be okay.  Even if I would have passed on, I would have been with my Lord and Savior forever and ever.  But, that was not God's plan.  He kept me alive for His purpose.  Sis. Rhonda Baker

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