In February of 2008 I was diagnosed with stage 4 Breast cancer. The cancer was in both breast embedded in the breast bone, and also in my lung. The Dr told me that I had 2-4 years to live that there was no cure for me. I gave my life to God and prayed for Him to please send someone to help me find my way back to him. Well he did, and they called and came to my house and talked and prayed with me, they asked God to heal me. Then we went to church and I went up to the front and told the Pastors what was going on, then at that time they also prayed and asked God to heal me. A few weeks went by and we were in Bible study and they were talking about how their parents died of cancer, and I said "Please God no". Then we went down to service and the Pastor started talking about how these doctors put time frame on peoples lives and that there was only one who know when we are going to die. At this time he asked for all of us to lift our hands in prayer and to pray for these people, as we were praying I felt something being pulled out but at the same time something being pushed in. Well we went to eat and I told my sister-n-law what happened and she said "you were just healed" and I said I hope so. Well later that week I had to go and have blood work done before the next chemo session, well I had to go back and do the test all over again because there was something wrong with the test. So I went and did it all over again. Then I went to the Dr. and he came in shaking his head saying that he did not know what had happened and I asked him what was wrong and then he told me that the cancer had went away. Well I started jumping up and down saying I do I do God healed me. Then 3 months later I had to go and get tested again, and once again he came in shaking his head, and I asked what happened he told me that there is no sign that I even had cancer, at this time he told me that I shouldn't even be alive. I owe God my life, and I will continue to let people know what He has done for me, and what an awesome God he is...