This article below was taken from a newspaper article published in the U.K. Mail that I found last year (1998). Because I was born in the U.K. (United Kingdom) and now live in Australia I always read the newspapers that come from the U.K.

A SURVEY last week revealed that more than 500,000 Britons regularly seek the help of faith healers. While some medical experts pour scorn on such techniques, there are, undeniably, many people with remarkable stories to tell. Here, U.K. Mail speaks to four men and women who believe their illnesses, ranging from lung cancer to arthritis, were cured by faith healers.

DONALD CLARKE, 68, a retired maintenance electrician, was diagnosed as having lung cancer in 1994 and told he had eight months to live. His daughter persuaded him to go to a healer and his growth has miraculously disappeared. He is divorced and lives in Bromley, Kent. U.K. Donald says:

No one can describe how it feels to be told you have eight months to live. I felt a mixture of emotions, mostly anger and terror. It was September 1994 when the doctor broke the news that I had malignant lung cancer. I had no idea 1 was seriously ill . Just weeks before, I had gone to the doctor with a cough that refused to go away. The antibiotics prescribed made no difference, so I was sent for X-rays at Farnborough Hospital in Surrey. 

They showed I had a shadow on my lungs and the doctors immediately suspected cancer. Further tests confirmed my worst fears. Looking back, I should have realized - I'd smoked 20 cigarettes a day for 49 years and even though I'd given up a few years before, I still had trouble breathing. I was sent to Guy's Hospital in London for radiotherapy but the growth didn't get smaller. In March 1995 I had a second course of radiotherapy, but again it made no difference. The only option left was chemotherapy, but after speaking to patients who had endured it I didn't think it was for me. The cancer specialist predicted I had eight months to live. 

He found a place for me in St Christopher's Hospice in Sydenham and I began to go several times a week but couldn't get used to it. I felt mentally and physically demoralized. I couldn't come to terms with the idea of going somewhere to die. It was my eldest daughter who came up with the idea of going to see a faith healer. I'd never believed in anything like that, but I was dying. My health was deteriorating week by week. Breathing was becoming increasingly difficult and even the most mundane tasks took a huge amount of effort.

Healers at our local centre in Bromley don't even charge, so I had nothing to lose. But even though I agreed to go, I never thought it would work. When I arrived I was quite disappointed to see very ordinary people in a room with just a few chairs. The healer asked me to sit down and I explained my illness to her. Everything was so normal, it was almost disappointing. She placed her hands a few inches away from my chest and then around my body. I felt a warm, tingling sensation but it was nothing really dramatic. At first I noticed no difference at all, but then I didn't expect it to work anyway.

The healing sessions were only half an hour and they made me feel very relaxed, so I decided to carry on going for a few weeks. My health improved very gradually, so I didn't even notice the difference at first. After the first few sessions, my daughter pointed out that I seemed more content than 1 had for a long time. I thought she was talking rubbish. Then I realized I could walk further without losing breath. When I began the healing I could not walk more than ten yards, but a few weeks later I could walk to the shops without too much difficulty. Gradually I had to accept that healing was making the difference.

Every three months I would go to the doctors and they couldn't understand why I was making progress. I never needed to go and stay in the hospice; in fact I started to feel better than I had for years. After several months, tests showed the tumour was shrinking; and eventually it disappeared. About a month ago I required tests for a health insurance policy I was taking out for my holiday in Minorca. it confirmed the growth had disappeared, I believe it's not just remission, I think I'm cured.

The doctors say it's a miracle. They can't understand how it's happened. They're very reluctant to say I'm cured but they do confirm. the growth's not there any more. I still visit a healer every week but I need to see my cancer specialist only twice a year now, for check-ups. Over the past year I've felt fitter and healthier than I have for about ten years. I'm even able to work again. I help organize a charity shop in Bromley. I went to a healer only because I had nothing left to lose. But I'm convinced there are people with extraordinary gifts who can help.

In 1990 doctors told Chris Brown she would be in a wheelchair within three to four years The 50-year-old other of two had been plagued with terrible back pains since her 20s. Now seven years later, she is able  to walk without the aid of a stick. Chris, 57, who lives in Bracknell, Berkshire, with her husband Brian, 64, a publications officer, believes she has her healer to thank for her recovery.

For years I suffered the most excruciating pains in my back. It took months and countless tests before the doctors discovered I had two slipped discs. That was in 1983 and I thought I'd be able to have the operation to correct it and my life would get back to normal. The troublesome discs were removed and for the next 18 months I was fine.

Then the pain started again but this was far worse than anything I'd felt before. I went back to the doctors who discovered that the middle membrane in my spine had become inflamed and scar tissue had grown over the nerves. Things started getting worse and worse. My legs began to give way when I tried to walk even short distances. Searing pain would shoot through me when I walked and I managed only fitful sleep. I took a cocktail of painkillers,  sleeping pills and antidepressants but they did little to relieve the discomfort.

By 1985 the pain was so bad, I could hardly move, and I was forced to give up my secretarial job. The doctors tried everything but nothing seemed to relieve the pain. In August that year I became bedridden and for four months I lay hardly able to move. Fortunately the pain started to ease a bit and I regained the use of my legs slightly, but I was still walking with a stick and everything took such a tremendous effort. My husband was wonderful but 1 felt so useless. Then in 1990 I heard the devastating news from the specialist that in three to four years I would be in a wheelchair.

At first I felt disbelief How could all this have happened? 1 was terribly depressed and desperate that nothing was working. Everything I did was marred by the pain or the fear that my legs could give way at any time. Then four years ago I met the lady who was to change my life. It was my husband's 60th birthday and we'd decided to celebrate by going for a short break to the New Forest. At the hotel I met Doreen Cadwell, who was also having a break. with her husband and lived just 15 minutes' drive away from our home.

She's a really warm person and we really hit it off. As we chatted about our lives, she told me that she was a healer. I'm open-minded about healing but it never occurred to me that my back problems could be helped. I had tried everything conventional medicine could offer and nothing made much difference, so I was resigned to the suffering.

After I came home we kept in touch and developed a strong friendship. One day I went round to see her when the pain had been particularly bad for a few days. Normally Doreen would never offer healing - she waits until someone approaches her for help. But she couldn't stand seeing me suffering, so asked if I'd let her try healing on me. I did believe healing could help but I never expected a dramatic difference. I lay down on her couch and she placed her hands on my head to take away the pain. Then she began to work on the rest of my body. I could feel a great warmth from her hands coming through to my body. Half an hour later I felt sleepy and relaxed; it was the first time I'd felt like that for ages. The constant nagging pain had subsided and I got my first night's sleep.

I started seeing Doreen for healing every week and within just a few months my life was transformed. I can't say that I was cured - the problem was still there - but the pain was nowhere near as bad. ' By now I thought I'd be virtually crippled, with no freedom to do what I want. Instead I can walk without the aid of a stick, socialize and maintain my independence. It's all thanks to the healing. The only medication I require now are natural remedies and vitamins. I no longer take any painkillers, antidepressants or sleeping pills.

PETER ROBERTS, 68, a retired sub-postmaster from Sutton, Surrey, suffered painful swelling in his knuckles caused by arthritis. For 20 years the problem got worse, but since receiving healing six years ago he has regained the use of his hand.

When I was in my late 40s I started getting a nagging pain in my right hand. At first it was just awkward, but over the years my knuckles became swollen and very stiff and by the time I retired at 58, I couldn't even hold a pen. It was almost impossible for me to dial a telephone number using my right hand.

The doctor told me it was a combination of arthritis and repetitive strain injury, which must have been caused by stamping the pension books every day. The doctors could only prescribe painkillers but I didn't want to take them. 1 hate taking medicine - I never have painkillers, even at the dentist - so I decided to keep going the best I could. Then, a few years later, my wife was diagnosed as having breast cancer. She decided straight away to see a healer and I went along with her. I'm open-minded about alternative forms of medicine and I thought it would be of some benefit, even if it just made her feel that she was doing something. I never imagined it would cure her. After the first few sessions she seemed happier and had a little more energy. I was grateful for that and never expected much more. 

Then, after her third session, the healer turned to me and said: 'Right - it's your turn now.' My hand had been very painful and awkward that week, so I thought: 'Why not.' As the healer put her hands near mine, 1 felt a lot of tingling, followed by a very cold sensation which spread over my knuckles and through my hand. I felt the pain relief almost immediately, but my hand was still very stiff and 1 had very little movement in it.

The changes happened gradually. I began to have more movement in my fingers and then, by the fourth week, the swelling had gone. For the first time in years I could clench my fist without terrible pain and I was beginning to regain movement in my hand.

My wife’s story was even more remarkable: after a few months, the cancerous lumps disappeared. Sadly, she died of an infection a few years ago, but she was saved the suffering that cancer causes.

Two years ago I began to learn how to heal under the instruction of very experienced people, because I believe that everyone has the power to help others. My life is so much better after the healing and I wanted to help others.

PAM NORRIS was one year from retirement when M.E. forced her to give up early. For three years she suffered terrible tiredness and on many days was unable to get out of bed. Four years ago she began seeing a healer and within months had started to overcome the illness. Pam, 66, lives with her husband Peter, 77, in Frimley, Surrey.

All my life I'd worked hard, first for city banks and then as a librarian. In 1990 I had one year left before I was due to retire and I was making lots of plans. I loved amateur dramatics and wanted to get involved with the local society; and I wanted to learn Tai Chi, a form of martial arts. Then I started suffering terrible tiredness, headaches and aching joints. I couldn't understand what was wrong but it got to the point where I found it difficult to get out of bed. I didn't want to give in to it but I just couldn't function properly and had to give up my job.

It was three years before I was diagnosed as suffering from M.E. By this time I was desperate. My doctor prescribed anti-depressants for a while but they didn’t do much good.

I had always been aware of healing because one of my friends is a healer: so I thought I’d see if she could help me. When she put her hands on my head, it felt so comforting. The sensation is similar to that of an electrical pulse. It’s so relaxing that you find yourself falling asleep.

It took several months before I was well again. I suppose because my body had been ill for such a long time. But now I can do all the thing I have wanted to do. I am a keen gardener and I am even able to renovate the garden. I don’t want to think about what would have  happened if I hadn’t had healing. I’d lost all my zest for living. Now, thanks to the healing, I can enjoy life again.

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I will need to know what the complaint is and if the person is male or female especially if the person is pregnant, or what type of animal (pet). Plus where the complaint is, like an arm or a leg, chest or back etc. etc.

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What do you receive from me. You will receive an impregnated healing cloth which has been created by me for that particular person or pet. The healing that I put into the healing cloth is only done when I have received your instructions. The reason for this is that every healing is an individual healing and definitely NOT a group type healing. The healing is not done by any prayer, the healing comes from Spirit through into my hands and then impregnated into the healing cloth which I have held within my two hands. You will also receive written instructions regarding the healing cloth.

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