During the winter of 1999, Sister Carolyn Jackson, a faithful member of Destroyer of the destroyer Ministries, felt a knot on the right side of her throat. She thought of visiting a doctor, but never made it. Several months later, as she was on her way inside of the building to where she worked, an accident occurred due to construction that was going on in the area. A wooden board became loose and fell on her head, ultimately resulting in her visit to the hospital.
She recounts: “While I was being examined to make sure that I was okay, the doctor felt my throat and asked me how long I had the knot. I told him it was about three months now. He then recommended me to see Dr. Shaw, an Ear Nose Throat doctor in Trenton, NJ. After visiting Dr. Shaw, he performed a biopsy on my throat. When he called me in for the results, my son, James Jackson, and daughter in-law, Hilda, were with me. By this time, it was the early part of 2000.
The diagnosis was Stage 3 of Throat Cancer. When my son asked how long I had to live, the doctor stated 6 months. I began to laugh later realizing it was the laugh of faith. My son asked me if I was alright, at which point I replied ‘Yes, I know the Healer personally.’ As we left Dr. Shaw’s office and returned to my home, James and Hilda showed great concern, especially since I was laughing through the whole ordeal. They thought I might need their company, but I told them that I was fine.
When they left, I cooked myself a meal. As I sat there, I thought about how Creflo Dollar was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer. He didn’t tell anyone but his wife. Then he took a gallon of water and shut himself up in his prayer room for a period of time, reading healing scriptures. When he did come out, he went back to the doctor and there was NO SIGN OF PROSTATE CANCER. Hallelujah! I believe this had a lot to do with how he accepted the initial news from the doctor. So, I got my Bible and wrote out scriptures and placed them on every door of my house - in the bathroom, the closet, the bedroom, the front door…everywhere! I put scriptures like Psalm 103:2-3 “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not His benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth ALL thy diseases;” Isaiah 53:5 “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.” And, James 5:16 “The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”
Months later, my faith was tested as my health declined and I was forced to move in with my daughter, Kim, though much of that time was spent going in and out of the hospital. I began Radiation and six months later Chemotherapy followed. As a result of the Chemotherapy Treatments, I started hallucinating and was suddenly tormented with Claustrophobia. A year later, when I attended a service in Philadelphia held by Creflo Dollar I was instantly delivered of this horrible fear! Praise the Lord!
Throughout the illness, my Pastor, Prophet Kevin B. Powe was right there. It made no difference the time or day! I remember vividly the evening after getting home from a blessed time in a Revival at my church I was rushed to the Emergency Room. Now who do you think came storming through those doors like the warring Angel, Michael himself?!... My Pastor! This time he was accompanied by Apostle Lester, the guest speaker at our Revival. These two men of God came ready to fight like soldiers battling in a war. The power of God just shook the place and I went back home!
There were times when Pastor Powe would pick me up and bring me to church. One particular instance my condition was so critical that Pastor Powe sat me in front of the congregation and had each person form a line to speak life to me! One by one they came and my spirit revived! Words are seeds and they sowed bountiful faith in my life.
The Throat Cancer was a continuous battle that I was determined to win! I would pray daily at 5:00 AM, even if I had to slowly ease my way to the floor. If I was too weak to travel, members of my church would host services at my house. It was during one of these debilitating moments that I returned to the hospital spitting up blood. My throat truly felt like it was on FIRE! I have never felt such pain! I couldn’t even eat or drink water. Because of this, they scheduled a procedure to put a Tracheostomy Tube in my throat.
I remember the day so clearly. After preparing for the surgery, the Orderly transported me downstairs, where I waited for the doctor. When the doctor arrived I began to cough profusely! At that point, the doctor warned that he couldn’t operate on me like this. The very next day, I started drinking water and Ensure. I was so glad! The bleeding stopped only days later! The doctors were astonished, as well as the residents.
This set my recovery in motion in the year of 2001. Every three months I visited Dr. Shaw. I just kept getting better and better. Now I visit him every six months. I’m not even in remission, I’m just CANCER FREE! This has been over 10 years now, years that I was not expected to live. The doctor said that I only had six months left, but God said that ‘I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.’ Psalm 118:17 I am so grateful to God for healing me and delivering me of this terrible disease!”
God is no respector of persons. He doesn’t love Carolyn Jackson more than He loves you. So whatever the circumstance you may be experiencing, whether it be a sickness in your body, a marital issue or a financial burden, know that God did it for Sister Jackson and He can do this and more for you! Feed your faith and starve your doubts!