Boronelia
Humble Prayer Warrior
Good evening Pastor Jerry, Pastor Enoh, and Pastor Uguru. I am a woman in great pain, confused and does not know what to do. I've exhausted all I could. My Brother Randolp in Texas is in excruciating pain and sorrow, following cancer of the prostate. This has been my prayer point, my very first prayer request on this platform, since I joined NSPPD. I've sent it again and again, but nothing seems to be happening. I've connected him to the altar of fire of NSPPD since January 10th, when I started being glued to the 7am prayer. I've never missed the 7am prayers, I always reach the end of the prayers, with Holy Communion, sowing seed on this particular problem. He has prostate cancer that has spread. He has had chemotherapy, about four or six shots, he has had radiation, more than ten times, and he has been on chemo tablets, plus strong painkillers, yet pain has refused to stop. He has had CT scan, after the last radiation, which ended in December 2020. He just came out of the hospital appointment this evening in Nigeria, to tell me that the doctor said that none of the treatment has worked. I've been fasting and praying, since 2018, when he had the knowledge of having the prostate cancer. His wife, his younger sister and husband, have been praying, to no avail. I had visited two prophets of God on this issue, before I joined NSPPD. But nothing seems working. Now with NSPPD, has God forgotten us? Has He shut down His bowel of mercy against us? Are our sins too great that He has decided to forget us? Is this enemy more powerful than our God? Has he lost His faithfulness because of us? I have been with NSPPD, hearing testimonies of people, including cancer testimonies, and they have their healing. Why have I not received for my brother? Why has nothing worked? He had surgery to remove a piece of bone, broken off by the tumors, and was pressing somewhere on the back bone. He has had severe anaemia in this journey, but God kept him from them all. I have no place to go to. NSPPD is my final bus stop. I have no one to cry to. All my faith had been in God, knowing that He alone has the power to set him free. However, let His will be done. I rest my case, because I've done all I could. Whatever God decides now, let Him alone be praised. But, I believe that He is too faithful to disappoint or fail me, and us. Praise God.
