Weeks of hideous pain bent me down Doctor gave me Aspirin to ease the pain Soon a blood test revealed the brutal force I had been inflicted with the worst leukemia
Chemotherapy began the process off Powerful but destructive drugs infused into my blood The only way out, but hideous pain Cry out to God in the night He blesses his children with sleep
But little did I know that the real pain was coming What is known as a bone marrow transplant Was my only chance they said Chemotherapy was just a one percent chance
But if I could find a donor with identical stem cells I could have a twenty-five to forty percent Chance of cure, survival
Seventy-eight percent of sufferers never find a donor But something interesting was there in my case God had given me my father's stem cells Perfect for the transplant
God doesn't work by percentages We trusted God with all our heart My dad had skin cancer, any remaining melanoma Would surely have taken my life
The immense suffering of a bone marrow transplant Cannot be put into words As I lay in my living nightmare I cried out to God, who is always there
Two days had gone past the limit to produce The blood for me to survive Doctors with empty faces entered the room To share the devastating news
I needed a second transplant or I would surely die We were told the second transplant usually didn't work But was my only hope
We needed a miracle from God We felt his power fill the room Peace overcame fear As we gave up control to the almighty
Astonishment, joy and disbelief was felt by family Medical staff and doctors were shocked with the realization That the original stem cells had begun to work God performed a miracle and the blood began it's count
Soon the graft had taken, I was on the road home As I was discharged we prayed that all would work Weeks of pain followed as my body fought to live The devastating pain was a real sick affair
I forced myself on walks and to eat each day But the immense pain was more than I can say Was more than I can say
As I struggled to live on and fight the sickness war We were told by doctors that the cancer had returned Two weeks I was given but we had had enough We were ready to hand all to God
No more treatment I announced to the cancer doctor Standing there I was in God's hands Then suddenly one day a double seizure struck me down Family gathered round to see my final hours
Countless damage had racked my body leaving me half dead I couldn't walk, I couldn't see, my insides were badly hurt It seemed it was the end for me
Warrior upon warrior, around our distant globe Kept the vigil fight of prayer and power that can't be stopped And as the folks cried out to God He heard them and I live to stand for him
A lot more special days God has given me peace and comfort all along As I have cried out to his grace The joy is overwhelming
He has the power to heal He has the power to save As we trust in his mercy We know that we are safe