In 2011, I noticed this pain in one of my breasts, after a while I also felt pain on the other side. I then felt some lumps on the side the pain started from. I wasn’t married so I became really scared. I went to my elder sister’s house to spend the weekend so I could confide in her and probably get some advice on what to do. On getting there, I was too ashamed and scared to tell her, even though the pain was constantly increasing. At some point, I had to stop wearing brassiere. I felt probably, God was punishing me for my sins.

By the following Sunday, I still had not told her, but I accompanied her to The Carpenter’s Church where she worships. As God would have it, that day was a Broken Wall Healing School service. At the end of the message, although my case was not called, Pastor Charles asked all those who were sick to stand up and I did. He said we should place our hands on where the ailment was. It wasn’t easy for me to place my hands on my breasts, so I folded my hands across them and he prayed. I felt relieved on one of the breasts and a lump disappeared from the other side even though the pain remained. He then said God wasn’t going to give us half measure but full measure. He prayed again and although the pain didn’t disappear, I took that word home and I kept confessing it.

When the pain and the lumps finally disappeared, I didn’t know. I only noticed one morning after having my bath and putting on my bra that I didn’t feel any pain. Then it dawned on me that I had been healed. Immediately, I removed my clothes and examined myself and found out that there was no other lump or pain. My breast texture was completely normal. God had given me full measure!

Praise God.