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MY GOD WILL NEVER LEAVE ME NOR FORSAKE ME Over the summer, I enrolled at the PG Community College for a short course. One muggy evening, I had closed from school as my usual routine; I was going through the events of the day and giving God praise for how far He has brought me and my family. About six miles from home, disaster almost struck, had the Lord not intervened! I was traveling south towards home and a car which was northbound decided to cut across the south lanes into a hotel on my right when I was barely a few meters away. All I could say was "Jesus!" and struggled to swerve and apply brakes at full force to avoid a collision, with a quivering body, I managed to mutter "Thank you Jesus". As I walked through the door to my home, my entire family could tell from my demeanor that something was wrong. I shared how the Lord had saved me we prayed together to thank for His unfailing love. OUR GOD REIGNS!!! NEY The Miraculous Healing of Jojo Dadzie by God Dear Brothers and Sisters, What I am about to reveal always sends chills to my bones and spine when it comes to mind. In January 2003, I was stricken with a disease/illness known as Stevenson Johnson syndrome. I had this syndrome after taking a sulfur medication called Fanceda , when I first arrived for a visit in Ghana, West Africa. I see myself as a living testimony to all believers to know the GREAT work of our God. For no apparent reason, I woke up one day and decided to cut short my vacation in Ghana by a week to fly back to the U.S. Within less than forty-eight hours after this decision, I was in Maryland not feeling very healthy. Two days later, I was admitted in the hospital. Grippingly, I reported to the hospital feeling very nauseous and while I was talking to the doctor, what seemed like big pimples started emerging from every part of my body, from head to feet. For six weeks, I was confined to my "death" bed in the Burn unit at the Johns Hopkins University Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland. Most people who came to see me counted me out and said I was not going to survive. Even though many including some healthcare officials thought I was hopeless, I was still hopeful that God who caused me to leave my country without any tangible reason had thoughts about me. From the first day in the hospital, I counted on my Lord and kept on asking what I had done. I was not scared because God had assured me that all will be well. God moves in mysterious ways. It was like He knew what was going to happen and had all things lined up for me: to be able to get me a seat in a plane within such a short time. I could not talk nor see, yet I was able to write on sheets of paper to express myself to the doctors and nurses for them to properly diagnose what was wrong. In addition, He provided me with admission to a hospital with the equipment, medications, and the brightest and best doctors and nurses who toiled day and night to ameliorate my health. When I had tubes running down my nose to provide my nutrition and medication, He granted me favor with the healthcare officials to take good care of me. My stay in the hospital felt like a rebirth period in that I had to re-learn certain things that many of us may take for granted like walking. People had washed my body day and night like an infant because I did not have the strength to do so. I had no idea about the potency of the drug I took while in Ghana. I had blisters all over my body and even within my body. The doctors informed me that it largely affected my mucosal system, which includes the mouth, trachea, but miraculously, all the sulfur reaction that later burnt ninety-percent of my body did not affect any of my vital organs. God is so good and full of love. Without His mercy, I would not be alive today! My friends call me a "miraculous boy" and "comeback kid." I owe this to our awesome Father who has guarded me all this time and the prayers of pastors, saints and my family. Amen.
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