Hello friends,

It’s me again!

I am feeling so much better! Thank you for your prayers. It means more to me than you could ever know to know that in my times of discouragement and sometimes despair… your prayers are going up on my behalf. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I have felt the presence of God in such a wonderful way. I can actually feel that He is with me. I am thanking Him every day for healing me. That may seem strange to some of you, that I would thank God for healing me and I still have cancer in my body. But FAITH is the substance of things HOPED FOR and the evidence of things not seen. So “by faith” I see myself totally free of cancer. It doesn’t matter that I cannot raise my right arm above my shoulder. (Makes it really hard to get dressed!) ha! ha! The other day I could not get my blouse off and it HAD to go OVER MY HEAD. I was getting a little panicked. My girlfriend was here so I yelled to her, “Melanie, I need help, I can’t get my blouse off!” We laughed as we tried to figure out the best way to get it over my head without me passing out with pain. Ha! She finally figured it out, although it took a bit of aerobics. Ha! I now wear blouses that BUTTON up the front! Ha! PLEASE, PLEASE pray that the pain will GO AWAY! It’s “cramping my style”!! ha! ha! And it HURTS something awful!

In spite of that God’s Word still says, If ye abide in Me and My Words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it shall be done for you. I believe God’s Word and continue to stand on it everyday. I love the place where it says, ask whatever you wish…my prayer, my wish is… God please heal me of this cancer. Then I LOVE the part that says, AND IT SHALL BE DONE FOR YOU!!! Yeah God!!!

For those of you who live near Tulsa, Oklahoma, I want to invite you to the Azusa 2004 Conference. Pastor Carlton Pearson has invited me to be the guest speaker on next Wednesday, May 26th at 7:00PM.

I would so love to see you there!

I want to say thank you for all your precious words of encouragement to me. Although I cannot answer all of you, I read your emails each day and it helps me so much!

A funny thing happened at my last chemo treatment. The nurse was trying her best to “access my port”, that means sticking a needle in me that is an inch and a half long! My daughter was with me and by the third try tears were streaming down her face watching me. But that old needle wasn’t going to get to me. Almost together, Tammy Sue and I said, “Let’s sing!” As we sang, the third needle FINALLY made contact with the port!

I love you,