Eternal Spirit Deliverance Center

A mission trip to my home church was scheduled for late July 2005. As you may or may not know, evil spirits have their own communication network of some sort. Thus, the news about the crusade being planned for Freeport, Trinidad was well known to Satan and his evil associates. They obviously began efforts to block the Christian work.

Since I was the leader, I was a high priority target. From experience, I knew enemy forces would be arrayed against me. In fact, I began mysteriously having pains all over my body and urinating blood (4th July 2005). Some of my associates recognized this as a satanic attack from the outset.

Prayer began and I went to the doctor who found no medical explanation for what was happening since I had no previous history of such problems. I was admitted to the hospital on many occasions. A lot of tests were done including Lupus, Cat Scans and Ultra Sounds. In need of healing, I began sending out Prayer requests to prayer warriors around the world (Trinidad and Tobago, St. Vincent and the Grenadines, the United States of America, and Africa).

Not many days later, I had a troubling dream. Dark clouds were approaching and Satan suddenly stepped out of one of them as a very tall figure with his sword drawn and ready to strike. For me, an impending danger was revealed but Jesus came quickly to defend me and nullify Satan’s attack. Thank you Lord! Jesus let me know that He would take care of me regardless. This gave me true peace within.

I was again admitted into the hospital for a couple of days but I signed a discharge form, because the missionaries were coming for the crusade. I was aware that this was a spiritual battle and neither medication nor doctors could help me.
I called all the prayer warriors at the church where I was pastoring and with God’s direction my assistant pastor was on his knees in intercession for me. My secretary and another member walked the perimeters of our land (the church and my home) praying and pleading the blood of Jesus. Felina and Jonathan (my daughter and her husband) praised God with songs and my husband was instructed to anoint me from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet with anointing oil.

Before he anointed me, I used the washroom and the toilet was completely filled with blood. After he anointed me, I again used the washroom and this time there was no trace of blood. This was a significant miracle that Christ performed and the urinating of blood instantly disappeared.

The outdoor crusade was held at a sports field in my village for three nights. Spiritual warfare became intense. During the crusade, I did not feel well, but persevered nevertheless. Even so, the crusade attendance turned out to be three times the number expected. Gifts, music and door-to-door visitations stimulated a lot of interest. Upon completion of the crusade, attendance at our church increased roughly 50% as did our membership.

After the crusade, I had a sinking spell and returned to the hospital. With much prayer, the doctors found that I was a “free bleeder,” meaning that in a normal person if they got cut, the cut would heal within 7 to 14 minutes. But, in me, they found out that even after 80 minutes I would not stop bleeding. This meant that even if they wanted to operate they could not, because I would have bled to death on the operating table.

The doctors then found a large cystic mass measuring at least 16cm x 11cm which kept growing daily. They tested for cancer which proved to be positive. The doctors began giving me steroids which enabled the operation to proceed. In the midst of hearing all the bad medical reports, I continued worshiping God and believed that Jesus would heal me.

The night before the operation, I had a vision of a dark cloud over my hospital bed. It contained an evil spirit and I initially thought it was the “spirit of fear”. Later, God showed me it was the “spirit of death”. I had noticed that an awful stench (like extreme body odor from perspiration) would often come around 6:00pm to 6:30pm. Soon after the vision, I called one of my prayer warrior friends and he smelled the same stench while praying for me. The “spirit of death” was quickly dissipated through prayer.

The operation went smoothly (because it was bathed in prayer). Both my ovaries and womb were removed. After the operation in November of 2005, the doctors sent samples of the cystic mass from the ovaries and it proved that there was no cancer present despite earlier tests showing that I had cancer. The recovery was quick and I was back to normal preaching the Word of God.

Today I can testify that Jesus is the Healer. I have been healed and I am still preaching the word of God. If Jesus can heal cancer, then He can heal anything. To God be the glory, for the great things He has done. Jesus heals!

With God’s Love,
Pastor Gemma Mohammed