HEALING FROM SICKLE CELL ANEMIA~
HOW I GOT HEALED FROM SICKLE CELL ANEMIA
I am Luke Mbang; I was born to Christian parents( Jacques Mbang and Christine Joan Mbang , and I grew up in a Christian home along with my elder and younger brothers (John and Mbang Israel . From a very young age, I could tell the difference between my brothers and I; they both were physically robust, and I was very often sick, in and out of the hospital due to crises from sickle cell anemia. By the age of seven, I had been operated upon three times for some intestinal complications. As a child still in primary school, I remember asking my mom why I was different. She would talk to me about my condition and try to encourage me in the process, but I hated the disease and the fact that I couldn’t be as normal as my brothers and other kids at school.
While I was growing as a teenager, I began to have questions, and my health condition became more and more disturbing to me. I was frequently rushed to the hospital in excruciating pain, and at odd hours: 10:00 PM, midnight, and 2:00 AM. I would ask myself, "What is the relevance of Christianity and the Church if I can’t be completely healed from sickle cell anemia?" I was growing up in church and around a lot of Christian activity, so by the age of 16, a brother in church (Uncle Eugene) told me he had heard testimonies of people who had been healed of sickle cell anemia in Nigeria. That was a great source of hope for me, just knowing that healing was possible. I then decided to pray for myself every day until I obtained healing. I did so for a few months, maybe up to a year, but there was no change, and I got very discouraged. The number of questions I had increased. I asked myself why healing did not work for me as it did in the Bible days, even after I got prayed for by the elders of the church.
When I got to the university, I became more and more curious to know how healing works. During this period, I also joined a campus ministry and visited many churches in Yaoundé, hoping to find answers to my questions, but to no avail. I started reading my Bible to see if I could find the principle of how healing worked, and I also read many books, some of which my father gave me. I was only interested in books about healing and books written by people who were able to heal the sick frequently and easily. I read a plethora of books.
How to be led by the Holy Spirit, by Kenneth Hagin.
Good morning, Holy Spirit, by Benny Hinn.
Finishing strong by Steve Farrar.
There is a miracle in your mouth by Kenyon.
How to stay full of God by Andrew Wommack.
You’ve already got it by Andrew Wommack.
The Power of Your Words by Kenyon.
Just to name a few.
While I was going through these books, a friend of mine (Kwiyuh Michael) gave me hundreds of MP3 sermons by Andrew Wommack, and I listened to them day and night. From the books and messages I was listening to, I discovered a pattern. Though the material was from different authors, I saw just one message throughout. I came into contact with the gospel, the message of God’s grace and unconditional love. I learned that I was a son of God, and that healing was my right, not because of any good that I had done but because of what Jesus did at the cross. I also learned that the word of God was a seed and that I had to sow words of healing in my heart in order to reap or experience healing in my physical body.
In the meantime, I had returned from a training in India, and I had been searching for a job for over two years, so I had two major concerns: my health and getting a job. But at this point, I had fallen in love with the word of God, and I was in it every day, I looked up every instance the words "heal," "healed," and "healing" were mentioned in the bible, and I wrote down the references on divine health. I read them every day and spoke them to myself, and this is how I began to plant words of health in my heart.
Psalms 103:3
who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases.
Psalm 107:20
He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions.
Psalm 118:17
I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.
Proverbs 4:22
For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh.
Isaiah 53:4-5
Surely, he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
Jeremiah 30:17
For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord…
Matthew 10:1
And when he had called unto him his twelve disciples, he gave them power against unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal all manner of sickness and all manner of disease.
Mark 16:17-18
And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues.
They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.
Romans 8:11
But if the Spirit of him that raised up Jesus from the dead dwell in you, he that raised up Christ from the dead shall also quicken your mortal bodies by his Spirit that dwelleth in you.
I could go on and on...
One day, while I meditated on these scriptures, I imagined Jesus on the cross bearing every one of the sickle cell pains I usually felt on my head, arms, back, waist, legs, chest, and stomach. Then it dawned on me that since Jesus had born these pains, I did not need to bear them again; hence, I became violently resolved not to accept any pain in my body, no matter how slight. I believed that healing was already done for me and that the seeds I was sowing would grow inevitably. There was no immediate change, but after a few months of being in the Word every day, I couldn’t help but notice that my health was improving, the crises were becoming more and more scarce. I had also learned about my authority in Christ, so when the pain resurfaced, I would speak the word and command the pain to leave. Sometimes the pain would leave instantly, and other times it would take hours. A few months after my encounter with the gospel, I got called for a job in Douala, so I moved out of town, and doors began to open for me in many ways, I got married a few months later to a terrific lady ( Melissa Mbang ). Then I remembered something I had heard in one of those sermons, "The Gospel addresses every human concern."
After I had been consistent in the Word for close to two years, I decided to stop taking any drugs and to live in divine health henceforth. Whenever I felt pain, instead of taking a pill, I’d go back to the word of God and rehearse the promises of divine health. One night I felt the sickle cell pain all over my body, I didn’t want to wake my wife up, so I went to the living room to speak the word. Two hours later, I found myself sleeping on the couch; the pain had completely disappeared to the point where I could sleep. Once more, my eyes were opened to how powerful the word of God is. Another night, the pain was back, and again, I went to the living room, but this time I spoke healing to my body for over two hours, and the pain was persistent. Then I had to go to work in the morning; I had to act healed (faith without works is dead); my wife was terrified, but I was so certain of my healing that I ignored the pain. I knew the pain was a lie from the devil. I had no car then, so I took a taxi and got to work in agonizing pain. My colleagues could immediately tell something was wrong, but I insisted that I was fine. Time and time again, that morning, I would go to the toilets and speak Proverbs 4:22 to myself: ..."For they are life unto those (Luke) who found them, health to all their (my) flesh." I did that several times without seeing a change, but by one o'clock that afternoon, the pain completely disappeared.
To cut a long story short, the crises have been gone for several years, and in 2018, I had an electrophoresis test, and the results were “A A”, indicating that the genotype deficiency had completely disappeared. I had been convinced of my healing many years ago because of what I had seen in the word of God. I did the test just for the skeptics. I have been living in divine health for many years now. I was in the hospital for the last time in 2016, and that was because of an accident I had at work. I fell from a height of about 15 meters and woke up in the hospital 6 hours later with four fractures in the head, and even in that incident, I experienced the miraculous. Devine health is now my everyday experience, and I’m most grateful to God for the gift of salvation.
The deviil is always coming after us to kill, steal and destroy (John10:10), yet we have life, not just life but aboundant life. I still face challenges, but I'm a winner, ...in all these things we are more than conquerors... (Romans 8:37). The Gospel of Christ is always relevant. NEVER GIVE UP!!!
I am Luke Mbang; I was born to Christian parents( Jacques Mbang and Christine Joan Mbang , and I grew up in a Christian home along with my elder and younger brothers (John and Mbang Israel . From a very young age, I could tell the difference between my brothers and I; they both were physically robust, and I was very often sick, in and out of the hospital due to crises from sickle cell anemia. By the age of seven, I had been operated upon three times for some intestinal complications. As a child still in primary school, I remember asking my mom why I was different. She would talk to me about my condition and try to encourage me in the process, but I hated the disease and the fact that I couldn’t be as normal as my brothers and other kids at school.
While I was growing as a teenager, I began to have questions, and my health condition became more and more disturbing to me. I was frequently rushed to the hospital in excruciating pain, and at odd hours: 10:00 PM, midnight, and 2:00 AM. I would ask myself, "What is the relevance of Christianity and the Church if I can’t be completely healed from sickle cell anemia?" I was growing up in church and around a lot of Christian activity, so by the age of 16, a brother in church (Uncle Eugene) told me he had heard testimonies of people who had been healed of sickle cell anemia in Nigeria. That was a great source of hope for me, just knowing that healing was possible. I then decided to pray for myself every day until I obtained healing. I did so for a few months, maybe up to a year, but there was no change, and I got very discouraged. The number of questions I had increased. I asked myself why healing did not work for me as it did in the Bible days, even after I got prayed for by the elders of the church.
When I got to the university, I became more and more curious to know how healing works. During this period, I also joined a campus ministry and visited many churches in Yaoundé, hoping to find answers to my questions, but to no avail. I started reading my Bible to see if I could find the principle of how healing worked, and I also read many books, some of which my father gave me. I was only interested in books about healing and books written by people who were able to heal the sick frequently and easily. I read a plethora of books.
How to be led by the Holy Spirit, by Kenneth Hagin.
Good morning, Holy Spirit, by Benny Hinn.
Finishing strong by Steve Farrar.
There is a miracle in your mouth by Kenyon.
How to stay full of God by Andrew Wommack.
You’ve already got it by Andrew Wommack.
The Power of Your Words by Kenyon.
Just to name a few.
While I was going through these books, a friend of mine (Kwiyuh Michael) gave me hundreds of MP3 sermons by Andrew Wommack, and I listened to them day and night. From the books and messages I was listening to, I discovered a pattern. Though the material was from different authors, I saw just one message throughout. I came into contact with the gospel, the message of God’s grace and unconditional love. I learned that I was a son of God, and that healing was my right, not because of any good that I had done but because of what Jesus did at the cross. I also learned that the word of God was a seed and that I had to sow words of healing in my heart in order to reap or experience healing in my physical body.
In the meantime, I had returned from a training in India, and I had been searching for a job for over two years, so I had two major concerns: my health and getting a job. But at this point, I had fallen in love with the word of God, and I was in it every day, I looked up every instance the words "heal," "healed," and "healing" were mentioned in the bible, and I wrote down the references on divine health. I read them every day and spoke them to myself, and this is how I began to plant words of health in my heart.
Psalms 103:3
who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases.
Psalm 107:20
He sent his word, and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions.
Psalm 118:17
I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.
Proverbs 4:22
For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh.
Isaiah 53:4-5
Surely, he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
Jeremiah 30:17
For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord…
Matthew 10:1
And when he had called unto him his twelve disciples, he gave them power against unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal all manner of sickness and all manner of disease.
Mark 16:17-18
And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues.
They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.
Romans 8:11
But if the Spirit of him that raised up Jesus from the dead dwell in you, he that raised up Christ from the dead shall also quicken your mortal bodies by his Spirit that dwelleth in you.
I could go on and on...
One day, while I meditated on these scriptures, I imagined Jesus on the cross bearing every one of the sickle cell pains I usually felt on my head, arms, back, waist, legs, chest, and stomach. Then it dawned on me that since Jesus had born these pains, I did not need to bear them again; hence, I became violently resolved not to accept any pain in my body, no matter how slight. I believed that healing was already done for me and that the seeds I was sowing would grow inevitably. There was no immediate change, but after a few months of being in the Word every day, I couldn’t help but notice that my health was improving, the crises were becoming more and more scarce. I had also learned about my authority in Christ, so when the pain resurfaced, I would speak the word and command the pain to leave. Sometimes the pain would leave instantly, and other times it would take hours. A few months after my encounter with the gospel, I got called for a job in Douala, so I moved out of town, and doors began to open for me in many ways, I got married a few months later to a terrific lady ( Melissa Mbang ). Then I remembered something I had heard in one of those sermons, "The Gospel addresses every human concern."
After I had been consistent in the Word for close to two years, I decided to stop taking any drugs and to live in divine health henceforth. Whenever I felt pain, instead of taking a pill, I’d go back to the word of God and rehearse the promises of divine health. One night I felt the sickle cell pain all over my body, I didn’t want to wake my wife up, so I went to the living room to speak the word. Two hours later, I found myself sleeping on the couch; the pain had completely disappeared to the point where I could sleep. Once more, my eyes were opened to how powerful the word of God is. Another night, the pain was back, and again, I went to the living room, but this time I spoke healing to my body for over two hours, and the pain was persistent. Then I had to go to work in the morning; I had to act healed (faith without works is dead); my wife was terrified, but I was so certain of my healing that I ignored the pain. I knew the pain was a lie from the devil. I had no car then, so I took a taxi and got to work in agonizing pain. My colleagues could immediately tell something was wrong, but I insisted that I was fine. Time and time again, that morning, I would go to the toilets and speak Proverbs 4:22 to myself: ..."For they are life unto those (Luke) who found them, health to all their (my) flesh." I did that several times without seeing a change, but by one o'clock that afternoon, the pain completely disappeared.
To cut a long story short, the crises have been gone for several years, and in 2018, I had an electrophoresis test, and the results were “A A”, indicating that the genotype deficiency had completely disappeared. I had been convinced of my healing many years ago because of what I had seen in the word of God. I did the test just for the skeptics. I have been living in divine health for many years now. I was in the hospital for the last time in 2016, and that was because of an accident I had at work. I fell from a height of about 15 meters and woke up in the hospital 6 hours later with four fractures in the head, and even in that incident, I experienced the miraculous. Devine health is now my everyday experience, and I’m most grateful to God for the gift of salvation.
The deviil is always coming after us to kill, steal and destroy (John10:10), yet we have life, not just life but aboundant life. I still face challenges, but I'm a winner, ...in all these things we are more than conquerors... (Romans 8:37). The Gospel of Christ is always relevant. NEVER GIVE UP!!!
Luke Mbang
Child of God