In February last year, barely two months after my wedding the devil came at me with a disease, so I went to the hospital. As the doctor examined my body, he shouted, “Jesus! What is that?” He said I had a classic case of urinary tract infection, a kind he had not seen in a long time. I silently rejected everything he said. I was shocked because I had never had a urinary tract infection before in my life.
When the doctor told me he couldn’t say for sure what caused it, I decided to research on causes and preventions of the disease since I was clueless. In addition to discovering that they are not sexually transmitted, I also learned a lot of symptoms, one of which was pungent smelling urine. This one struck me! I never noticed this symptom before and at the early stages of the attack. However, some months after gaining this knowledge, I noticed it whenever I urinated. Even worse was that the information I gathered about this infection claimed that it could be recurrent. So, when I observed this smell I wasn’t happy because I had taken a lot of precautions to ensure that it did not reoccur. The smell gave me serious concern about my health and I said to myself, “This is the reason why Pastor says we should not Google about diseases?”
I picked a form with the intention of going to see the doctor for a re-examination since he chided me for not coming on time previously, but I decided to wait for Healing Service. During the Healing Service in May, I came prepared and believed God that my case would be called. However, it wasn’t. The atmosphere was so charged that I completely forgot what I was believing God for. I was busy screaming and rejoicing with the people whose cases were being called. When Pastor Nkechi held hands with Pastor Sola to pray at the end of their ministration, I stood up. I knew I could not remember what it was I was believing God for, but I just felt I needed to grab something. So I stood up and took my healing.
When I got home, I urinated and I perceived the smell and it was then I remembered, “Oh, this was what I was believing God for.” I felt a bit downcast but still I confessed that I was healed by the stripes of Jesus and I went on without any thought to it. It was only a few weeks ago that I noticed that I no longer perceive that smell whenever I urinate. Even though I made a conscious effort to drink more water, I knew it wasn’t the water that cleared it. I didn’t know what caused it nor what it was, but I knew it was gone because God sent His Word and took it away.
I thank God for the pastors who teach the Word on healing and don’t deny their congregation a good meal. It takes courage and a great deal of faith to do that. I’m glad to have pastors who are not afraid to take on the Word in all its ramifications.
