In October of 2010 I was stricken with H1N1 virus, weeks into the virus I contracted Pneumonia. Four months later I found myself in the intensive care heart unit being monitored 24 hours a day. In addition to the H1N1 and Pneumonia, I had become afflicted with a rare condition called coccidioidomycosis.

Unfortunately, since this rare disease had not been diagnosed earlier, it had begun to attack my organs. My lungs shrank, my diaphragm was raised and I could no longer sing. My speaking became a whisper.

The extremely harsh side effects of the prescribed medication would after taking it a year (as I was instructed to do), could very possibly leave me hairless, hearing less and paralyzed from the waist down. I was devastated, and wondered why this and how this had happened. It was later revealed to me ,it was an all out attack to take me out. Everyday was a true struggle ,and the days and nights were very long. The Lord was truly my daily and nightly companion, however, I began to know Him in a deeper and different way .He was my true sustainer in this very deep valley, My ALL in ALL.

One afternoon I had a visit from a dear husband and wife ministry team. I will never forget their words to me. They asked me, “ Do you want to be healed or whole” I said, I would rather be made whole! This was the turning point. The Holy Spirit began to move through the sweet demonstration of love from my family and friends and the many prayers of saints proclaiming the promises of God, the healing began.

My daughter Laura wrote a series of healing scriptures on 3x5 cards which we read day and night. She sat by my bed side; she was a guardian. Angel, Sweet sweet compassion flowed through her big caring eyes and soft voice. She would lay her little head on my should ,and just sit quietly with me. Love is patient, love is kind, Love never fails!

My son Mark moved downstairs and stayed on the sofa as a I slept in a special bed on the first floor as I was too weak to walk up and down stairs. I will always remember how he would pop up and down during the night whenever he heard me breathe or move, and ask, Mom ,are you ok? He faithfully saw to my meds and Doctors visits. He became the true Centurion I’d prayed for when He was born. A true watchman on the wall, ‘Watch and Pray! And then there was my youngest Julie, ALL JOY!!!!.

Julie brought me tea, laughter ,sunshine and great joy. Her funny stories, her animated descriptions of what was going on outside of my healing room, ,her zeal for life, and Her sparkling eyes proved the word that , “Laughter doeth like a good medicine! My Husbands love, medical wisdom ,devotion , and quiet strength, love and medical wisdom brought me security, reassurance and comfort.. He like always proved to be like His heavenly Father ,a Solid Rock for me to stand and now rest on.

I was truly blessed on my bed of healing. Thank you Jesus!

Thirty pounds thinner and gray and ashen in countenance, I STROLLED INTO MY DOCTORS OFFICE AND PROCLAIMED, that Jesus was healing me and I no longer wanted to take the meds. Needless to say ,he laughed at me ,so I compromised with him and told him I would finished the present bottle but not to expect me to continue the years worth of refills. He believed me to be crazy. And I was , …Crazy with joy because I knew Healing was mine, waiting for me to grab ,and proclaim it, I did every thing I felt the Spirit led me to do, I believe I ate more Spinach than POPEYE ever could imagine. With the healing words of God and all that Jesus had bore on that cross for my healing, The recovery began , and it was sure.

Listening to the PSALMS in Hebrew at night was one of my favorite things. I could sense His love and presence in the atmosphere.
One day while recovering I spoke with a dear friend who prayed with me over the phone , by the end of the call the weight presence of the Holy Spirit fell on me., and my friend said I can see and Angel standing over you right now. , I whispered I have to go., I can’t continue to talk.. As I fell back on the bed I could hear the Spirit ‘s instruction to” Get up and Finish the Work”. The work was a tour. That was to begin on the 18th of Sept. 2011. The Lord, in time during intercession, gave me a list of 7 nations to visit in 2011 and later 15 nations in 2012. The purpose was end day Revival. It would carry restoration, reconciliation, and revival.
We would speak, sing, and serve. Worship would be out mode of operation and love would be out banner and we’d carry as our testimony the goodness of the Gospel of Yeshua-Jesus our Messiah and Lord.

On September 18th,2011 The Journey Begins!