Joe Waqlker says:

I was both diagnosed and healed by going to the Ernest Angley church! I knew I was sick and in very much pain but I never thought I would wind down with cancer. I had gone to the Doctor but the Doctor had not detected the cancer and I went back home after he told me I was just having skeletal pains.
Then I got the shock of my life one Friday night at the Enest Angley church when the preacher Ernest Angley,during the church service walked up to me and bluntly but very kindly told me that I had cancer in my right side where my kidney was located the size of a quarter and that I was in serious condition.
He told several other people what was wrong with them also. He was able to reveal this information because the spirit of God had told him this just prior to telling us the information!
This preacher Ernest Angley had been know to have an accurate track record in the past about the things he had told to other people so I was startled when the bad news was given to me.
I made an appointment with the doctor as soon as I could get one and I told him everything that the preacher Ernest Angley had told me that Friday night. And I was hurting in the exact spot where the preacher told me that I had the cancer.
The doctor laughed in my face and told me that I shouldn’t listen to a faith healer when it came to taking care of my body, he said that he relied totally on medical science!
I insisted that I believed what the preacher had told me was true and that I wanted him to run a few test on me. He didn’t take me serious but I kept insisting.
He finally agreed to send me in for an ultra sound several months later and the cancer showed up just like the preacher had told me.
The doctor only glanced at the ultra sound because he was laughing about the whole thing from the very beginning and the ultra sound was a little fuzzy anyway and he was not about to send me back in for another one.
The ultra sound showed a shadow on the lobe of the right kidney which we found out later was the cancerous growth exactly as the preacher had told me was there!
The doctor sent me on home for the next six months thinking that I was probably ok. The doctor told me not to pay any attention to the faith healer. But in the back of my mind I still felt as if the preacher had told me the truth!
During this whole six- twelve month period of time the cancer was rapidly growing and was spreading throughout a good part of my whole body.
Then several months later, one Friday night the same preacher Ernest Angley walked up close to me again and told me the same thing that he had told me twelve months previous to this time.
This time he elaborated more on the cancer part of the subject. The preacher told me that I still had the cancer in the kidney part of my body and that now it had enlarged and was spreading.
The preacher went on to tell me that I was in very serious condition and that I needed to put the cancer in my body under the blood of Jesus and let God take care of it!
My youngest daughter immediately called my Doctor and told him that it looked to her like he was going to let me die. She told the doctor that I had been brushed aside and that I needed to be taken seriously!
She scared the doctor so bad that I was immediately sent in for a CAT scan examination.
The exam revealed that the preacher was 100% correct and now the Doctor was fearful that my daughter is going to file a claim of negligence against him because the Ultra Sound showed the same thing that the CAT scan showed and he should have done something about it twelve months earlier.
We now had the proof that the Doctor had given the faith healer and me both the brush off.
Now the Doctor was horrified, he couldn’t do anything about what he had neglected to do in the past twelve months and now I only had a few options. The Doctor told me he could take the kidney out or we could just leave it alone and not do anything.
My daughter wanted me to go ahead and try to do something even at this late date. Because the doctor suspected that the cancer had spread throughout my body.
And on the very day that I went in for surgery the prostate should have been taken out along with the kidney because I found out a few months later that I also had advanced prostate cancer too.
If the doctor had known for certain that the prostate was in the condition that it was in when he performed the surgery when he removed the right kidney, he would not even have performed the surgery. Because the doctor was not giving me but a 50% chance of surviving the surgery!
This surgery was performed 6/6/2002, and at that date the doctors were not giving me much hope for life in the near future.
But the preacher Ernest Angley was praying for me and I survived the surgery, and I am still here today and I am not going anywhere near the graveyard anytime soon!I am making plans for the distant future. I have places to go and I have things to do!
As soon as I got well enough to go back to church the preacher was telling me again that I still had cancer and that I should put the rest of that cancer under the Blood of Jesus if I ever expected to live!
This was bad news for me and the doctor still wouldn’t listen to me as I was telling him exactly what the preacher was telling me. The doctor still thought that me and the preacher were nuts and he was relying on medical science to the utmost.
The doctor said that the preacher was just lucky when he told me that I had kidney cancer when I really did have it. The doctor went on to say that one lucky guess out of two for the preacher was not bad at all.
Then the doctor told me that he was not going to listen when I told him that the preacher said I still had cancer in the lower part of my body where the prostate was located.
The doctor let the cancer fester for more than a year more until I took matters into my own hands and changed doctors.
My new doctor was very concerned when I told him that my old doctor had never performed a needle biopsy on the prostate even after the preacher had told me that I still had cancer.
As soon as the results came back it was confirmed that I had advanced high grade cancer of the prostate and I had receive a Gleason score of seven and a rapidly increasing PSA level of eight!
My new doctor said this was very bad news and that he needed to do immediate surgery. I agreed and went under the knife a few weeks later.
It was too late to save the prostate, it all had to go. The cancer was so advanced that all of the urethra had to be removed, part of the bladder had to go and an artificial chromic suture had to be installed just to be able to urinate. Along with several sections of poly-absorb sutures to allow the urine to exit my body.
The preacher was right again, not only was he right about the kidney cancer he was also right about the prostate cancer.
I felt like calling my previous doctor and telling him that not only was the preacher right one time out of two, he had been 100% right with two out of two.
I was still trying to work at this time but after loosing so many body parts, I would now be considered a part time worker and not a full time worker, and a lightweight part-time worker at best.
I have a lot to be thankful for, I was staring death in the face back in June of 2002 and I considered to myself that I was ready to meet God at that time. But God was not ready to meet me at that very moment so God allowed me to continue to live, and I consider all of this an almost unbelievable miracle.
God probably thought I needed to humble myself just a little bit before he could let me die and go to Heaven. Because Heaven belongs to God and he only lets those that are Holy and pure into His Heaven. If God let anything unholy like me into his Heaven he would have to apologize to the devil for kicking him out a long time ago.
But I don’t believe for even one second that will ever happen because the devil is going to get just what he deserves. I am sure that he will have hell to pay, and he will be trying to make the payments for an eternity.
So I am real thankful that I lived. Who knows there might be something that God wants me to do for him before I am all finished up. So here I am, I will try to stay out of everybody’s way over here in the corner until I can figure out what it is that I am still hanging around for.
Or rather I will be trying to do little good things that I know would be pleasing to God until he tells me why it was that I lived, when everyone else would have died from the condition I was in and from all of the neglect from my previous family doctor.
The doctors don’t coment very much about my case, but about half the time when I do go back to the doctor, all of the nurses and staff will make it a point to mention to me that I am a very special case to have lived as long as I have with no more signes of cancer in my body, my answer to them is that God allowed me to live this long because of the Blood of Jesus Christ, (By the Blood strips of Jesus we are healed),I thank God that I am still alive! written by Joe Walker!