By Sammy Hoffard
A
life of decadence and neglect, that was my life. For the first 34 years of my
life I didn’t give any thought to what sorts of toxins and pollutants I
surrounded myself with – or ate. Then I got a reality check.
I
was diagnosed with cancer. Stage four ovarian cancer. Four distinct carcinomas
visible without a microscope. And I found a resolve within that I didn’t know
I had – a determination to see my children grow up. I signed a waiver with my
doctor, which gave me six months to try alternative healing methods, knowing
that I was taking a chance that the cancer would advance to the stage that
she could no longer help me.
I
embarked on a journey that I would have laughed at before my diagnosis.
She
told me to start by boosting my immune system. An Internet search repeatedly
came up with the word, “fasting”. Was that a joke? How could starving myself
cure cancer?
First,
I found a reputable website which not only taught members the proper and safe
way to fast, it also offered ongoing support, encouragement and a means of
having all my questions answered along the way. It also had a great leaning
towards Christian spiritual matters, but at the time I paid no attention to
that. I began with a five day juice fast, then later did a seven, ten, and a
fifteen day fast: becoming more able to handle the detox symptoms, and
familiarizing myself with the challenges which come with adopting a whole new
system of nutrition. I learned exactly how the body begins to heal itself and
how the very building blocks of the human body are actually restored and renewed
through proper fasting and changes in lifestyle and outlook. My immune system
was super-charging.
It
was during my 10 day fast that I began to notice the changes. Skin cleared,
small facial lines began to disappear, I felt strong and invigorated, my energy
levels were high, and I felt positive and enthusiastic about life in general.
My
next biopsy appointment came and the doctor was astounded to report that
there was now only one remaining cluster of cancer cells. I was not
surprised. Fasting, prayer, love, and learning to relax had done its work.
God
willing – I will be here to see my grandchildren and great-grandchildren. And
if by sharing my experience and my enthusiasm for adopting a healthy,
God-conscious lifestyle, I can help one more person to believe and to achieve
their own healing then perhaps I will be fulfilling God`s purpose for me.
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