A little later a growth started on her right side just above the hip. It
grew until it was twenty-two inches long, sixteen inches by the body and
fourteen inches around at the end of it. It finally developed into cancer.
She was prayed for often but seemingly was not helped, the odor from it was
horrible. We went to the Anderson Camp meeting. On the day especially set
apart for the healing of the sick, and seats at that particular meeting
were so arranged that for each sick person there were three preachers to
pray for him or her. My wife came up and sat down on the chair next to the
one where I was offering prayer, and after prayer had been offered for her,
I heard one of the ministers say to her, "Sister Susag, do you believe the
Lord heals you?" She answered, "By faith I am healed." And the minister
said, "Yes, by faith, is right." From that time the cancer began to fall to
pieces.
On the way home I asked her what it was that gave her the faith for
healing. She said, "I don't know; when I went onto the platform I wanted
Brother and Sister Byrutn to pray for me, and could have gotten on their
chair, but there came a young lady who looked as though she might be in the
last stages of tuberculosis, to such an extent was she affected that she
had to be supported by a sister, one on each side of her when she attempted
to walk, and I saw she was in greater need than I was, and, too, she was a
young woman. I was willing for anyone to pray for me, and if I were healed
or not it would be all right." I replied, "that is where you gained the
victory."
This happened in the latter part of June and around the first of October
there was nothing left but a red spot about the size of a dollar to show
where the cancer had been. Just before we went to Anderson, a neighbor lady
wanted to see the cancer and the sight of it made her so sick she was in
bed for two days. And through it all my wife never once complained.
* * * * *
On the last evening of a meeting I was holding in Whittier, California, a
man came to me telling me of a sick lady who wanted me to come and pray for
her. I consented to do so but told the man I must go quickly as a brother
was coming very soon to take me to Los Angeles. On arriving at the bedside
of the sick woman I asked her what her trouble was. She told me she had a
cancer on her left breast and side, and that having to lie on the one side
all the time she became very sick and sore. I prayed the prayer of faith
for her and left immediately.
One year later I received a letter from her. She wrote, "It is just a year
ago tonight since I sent for you to come and pray for me. As you prayed for
me it was as though an electric shock went through me and after you left I
turned over on my left side and went to sleep and slept all night and in
the morning when I woke up I was perfectly healed. I have waited a year
before writing, to see whether any symptoms returned, but none ever did."
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