My brother, Tom is 48 years old and has been fighting cancer for about ten years. He has had several surgeries, chemo, radiation and vitamin therapies.

Last Saturday as I attended a night of worship at the Vineyard in Lakeland, Fl. I kept hearing for me to go home about ¾ of the way through the service. So I got my things and went home. On my phone I saw my nephews was graduating and called his mother to ask her about that. That is when she told me about Tom being in the hospital in Orlando again. It appears he had strokes and seizures and it wasn’t clear if he was dying or not. Since Mom had already gone to bed for the night, I waited to hear more news before telling her in the morning. I spoke with my dad who would let me know what he saw in the morning visit with Tom.

I began to cry out to the Lord for Tom as never before. I have never believed cancer would take him.  From the depths within me, praying as I drove myself home, I came to realize why I had to leave the service. Then I called my sister and informed her of Tom’s condition of the moment. She said she would pray and look into air flights to come down.

Sunday morning, I prepared to lead worship. A few people I shared with prayed for me and Tom. During worship time as I lead the songs and music, Tom’s burden weighed heavy on my heart. The Lord is mighty and good and I asked Him to please touch and raise my brother, stop the brain swelling, help him be a living witness of His goodness, mercy and love. After the service, a lady came to give me a vision she obtained from the Lord with a diagram on paper. She prayed for me and asked me to read what was on the paper. I believed in the vision she saw of Tom being raised from the deathbed, whole and well. As I cleaned up, putting my music and instruments in their boxes, I saw a song sheet from Mother’s day when I sang Fearfully and Wonderfully Made by Matt Redman. I heard the Spirit say, sing it to Tom. So I took it and left to stop at home, call Mom then begin the long drive to Orlando.

Dad called me back as I was driving to Orlando to say Tom was not having a good day. He was talking but in phrases, repetitive words, backwards meaning. Being tied to his bed, he trashed around. His hair was gone from the radiation treatments and he has lost about 20 pounds. He responded to Mom and me appearing in his room. I read aloud the vision that was given to me on the paper. Ginny, Tom’s wife, took the opportunity to leave the room for a break. We greeted him, loved on him, as he seemed to speak out of his head. The day before, he wasn’t able to speak at all! This was good! Tom was able to answer some questions given to him by Mom and I could see in his eyes that he was in there. I got out my guitar to sing him the song. Dad wasn’t sure that was a good idea as Tom was thrashing around in his bed. But I had to, the Lord told me. As I began strumming the strings, Tom settled down and was calmer. I sang the song loud enough for him to hear me as Mom stood at his side. Dad and his wife stood outside the doorway with the door open enough so they could hear. I went through the verses and Tom began to sing! He had his own words but he got the tune. The song was for his spirit man to hear, to cling to. Tom really liked the music.  I did what the Lord told me to do and I expected Him to do great things with the song. I thought of David playing for Saul when he was tormented. I praised God for the way He is healing Tom.

My sister wrote Mom an email Monday saying her vision included angels around Tom’s room and bed, protecting him. She also saw Tom raised, clearly healed. So we spoke out loud our thanks for the visions and believed them to come to pass. Both visions God gave us for Tom are similar and confirm the Lord’s will to heal Tom totally.

Everyday since, Tom has gotten better. The day after, Monday, the speaking out of his head had stopped and he did remember we had been there with music.  Tuesday he was speaking in proper sentences and was no longer restlessly thrashing about. On Thursday, May 27 he went home! He sounded so very much better and I praise God for His mercy and love to my brother.

The words to the song follow:

So fearfully and wonderfully made,
How could they say there is no God?
Reminded every breath that I take,
It’s by Your hand I have been formed
So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What could I do but live for Your praise?

You gave me this breath,
And You gave me this strength,
And every day I´ll live to obey You.
With all of my heart,
With all of my soul;
Let every breath I’m breathing display You God.

There’s elegance in all you create
Your grand designs leave us amazed.
The wonders of the way we’ve been made
Speak of Your power, tell of Your grace.
So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What could I do but live for Your praise?

So what am I going to do with this life You gave me?
What am I going to do with this life?
What I am I going to do in these days You’ve ordained?
What am I going to do with this life?

 
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