@officialwisezombie6: #Cancer #malignant #fyp #godisgood #Love

robinkogergodwin :

Praying for you

rogerthat82 :

sorry to hear brother stay strong we'll keep you in our prayers 🙏

Butterfly :

🙏 Your gona see paradise don’t be sad for ppl ur living behind , baby be happy ur out the bs of the world falling to hell

backwoods_countryboy88 :

Praying for you bro 🙏

Furmama🐾💙2024 :

Prayers

MamaBear :

Don’t give up! Treat it and have the will to live!

❌️⚡️IᑎᗪIᗩᑎᗩ.ᒪᗩᑌᖇEᑎ.68⚡️ ❌️ :

PurplePeopleFever :

hang in bro! 💯💯💯

megnificent_meg :

oh goodness! my heart! sending prayers

NELIA :

Im so sorry 😞

backwoods_countryboy88 :

Much love 🙏❤️

🇺🇸🍀Georgia sass, 🇺🇸🍑 🍀 :

prayers

cassandrayvette71 :

🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

🤎Candace🧸 :

🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🫶🏻

MadSyentist :

Say, I have something to tell you. And I have to tell you my story for you to understand what I am going to tell you. Several years ago, I did some dirt, pulling copper from an old house up in the attic. I ended up breathing in raw asbestos and fiber glass. My airway started to swell within one week. Stubborn me, I wouldn't go to the hospital. The last day I was on this side of the dirt. I had to sleep sitting up. I went to the hospital and they put me in a chemical coma. They put a tube down my throat to breathe. But when they had taken it out. My throat slammed shut. And I died. While I was in the dark place Jesus came to me and asked me Why I was fighting him. I said I didn't know I was fighting you. He then asked me Why don't you try it my way, What have you got to lose? And I went down the list. I was homeless at the time. Living in a tent. Panhandling just to eat and other things. And I got all the way to my life. I had lost that too. And he asked again What have I got to lose? And I said nothing. Because I lost everything. And I said yes. And in that moment I woke up. I found out I couldn't talk. They had given me a Trac. And they had told me that I would never talk again. I said Bull shit. And I told God that I wasn't going to leave the hospital having a Trac. So my best friend came to see me. The doctors were giving me the bad news. And expected me to accept it. Hell no. So a week passes. And on a Saturday evening at 6pm. I get a phone call. There's no one on the line. And stubborn me, forgets that I can't talk at this point, start saying hello. And my voice was distant. But it came back. And would you know I called everyone and got their voicemail or answering machines. My best friend was told bad news and he said Bull shit. And went to our church Tempelo Baptist. It was Wednesday night and they were having service. He goes up and tells the pastor about me. And the whole congregation prays for me. The next day my best friend comes to see me. They are discharging me. They said (and I quote) "We don't know but you are healing at a miraculous rate. You don't need a Trac. And you can go home".

MadSyentist :

pt 2 What I said is to say this. You don't have to accept what judgement they give you. You can be healed. And you can get a second opinion. This same hospital told me that I had lung cancer. I went to another hospital and found out I was having upper respiratory virus. You don't have to die because someone tells you to. Hebrew 11:1-3. It's walk by faith not by sight. You can ask anything in God's name and He will give it to you. You claim healing in Jesus name, You don't doubt the healing. And you thank him for it. And seek first the kingdom.