Healed By Revelation

By Kathy Goodman Carter

This is my true life story on how God manifested and released my healing from breast cancer. It began at the age of 4 when I first started hearing Gods voice telling me what to do or not to do. Little did I know Jesus was preparing me for such a time as this to keep me alive. At the same time allowing me to experience Him in a whole new realm and dimensions. As He would keep me consumed in Him and keep all fear out. In new ways that took me deeper and deeper in Him more than before. Allowing me to know God and His Son Jesus in a whole new way. As Holy Spirit revealed to me about Gods food, organic food and supplements. How He designed our body to go with His food. And how our body needs these things to stay healthy. Holy Spirit taught me how to detox with supplements and to do colonics to keep my immune system strong. Also revealing to me about what chemo, radiation and cancer does to the body. At the same time as Jesus would give me rest and fill me with His peace. I have always believed that I have been healed by Jesus stripes, we all have. Now I know it, for God has allowed me to experience it. For I have been Healed By Revelations!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kathy Goodman Carter
• Release date: Jun 14, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370286126

Kathy Goodman Carter

"At the same time my skin is disappearing as it slowly dissolves and rots away. By now I can see my raw bare meat. And now I have to wear nine of the three by four inch bandages." This is my true life story on how God manifested and released my healing of breast cancer through revelation. I have been experiencing Holy Spirit since the age of four. As I was growing up having a friend to guide and protect me by revealing to me on what to do and not to do. I just did not know it was Jesus. Little did I know that at the age of fifty three how much experiencing these revelations would be a part of keeping me a live. I soon realized that Jesus was preparing me for such a time as this all my life. And now, at the age of fifty eight I am a true, living , healed miracle. Front cover was painted by Kathleen Wright. As describe on page 1187.

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Healed By Revelation

by

Kathy Goodman Carter

Copyright © 2017

by Kathy Goodman Carter

Rockford, IL. 61102

All Scripture quotations unless noted otherwise, are from the Holy Bible, King James Version.

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DEDICATION

I would first like to thank God Almighty for choosing to release my healing and allowing me to live. I would like to thank Jesus Christ for healing me, my family, everyone by His Stripes. I forever will praise You Lord with the greatest honor for allowing me to experience You in such a mighty way. I am forever humble and grateful.

To Mom and Dad. I thank you both for giving me life and the life we had as a child. For loving me unconditionally. For all of your hard work and sacrifices to provide for us. For always giving. For it is through you and our environment where we lived that I found Jesus.

To my husband Jay, our one and only child, our daughter Kelly and our grandkids. Our one and only granddaughter Deztenni, our grandsons Louis and Lorenzo. Thank you for loving me and supporting me unconditionally through our greatest challenge ever. I love you with all my soul, my mind and my heart.

To my brothers and one and only sister. Larry, Dennis, Chuck, Eugene, Randy and Peggy. I thank each of you for being a great brother and sister. And for all the times of putting up with me whenever I aggravated you. LOL! Thank each of you for loving me unconditionally also.

I thank God for all of you. For you are the reasons that kept me going and trusting God more than ever. I love all of you more than you will ever know, a whole bunch! Forever and ever!

Your daughter- squirt.

Your wife - the girl next door.

Your Mom- Princess.

Your Granny- Gr.

Your sister- banana nose.

Your friend- Kathy Marie Goodman Carter

CONTENTS

Chapter 1: My Childhood, The Beginning

Chapter 2: .The Boy Next Door, Our Daughter, Our Grandkids

Chapter 3: New Home, New Beginnings, New Visions, New Healings

Chapter 4: First Lie of Cancer

Chapter 5: New Life

Chapter 6: Second Lie of Cancer, My Purpose

Chapter 7: Holy Spirit Guiding and Teaching Me

Chapter 8: The Diagnose, The Lie

Chapter 9: New Seasons, New Life

Chapter 10: First Treatments

Chapter 11: New Seasons, New Experiences

Chapter 12: New Doors, New Directions

Chapter 13: More Revelations, More Life

CHAPTER 1

My Childhood, The Beginning

04/14/16

I was born in the year 1958 in a small town in Indiana. Along with one older sister and three older brothers. My Mom was born in Kentucky and my Dad was born in Indiana also. My Mom almost died as giving me birth. So right from the beginning of my life, Mom and I was fighting for life. I don’t really know any other details. Just that we were both given a second chance. This also happened with my youngest brother. At the age of two years old we moved to Illinois for Dad had found a better job. This is when my two youngest brother were born. A total of five brothers and one older sister before me. We always lived in the country around or in the woods. For the woods was our yard where we always played. I can remember things back from the age of four years old. I was always curious on the things out in the woods. So I would always go investigate as far and as much as I could. I would wonder about how things like why and how the dirt was made.

And to watch an ant work and carry things would just amaze me. It still does even today. Or looking at the wonders and beauty of a flower as it blooms day by day. Just how these things were made.

We have always lived in cold winters. And every winter I would be sick. I would have an ear ache and tonsillitis with a very high fever. Mom would wash me down with luke warm water with alcohol to cool me off. I could hear Mom sing to me and tell me that I was going to be ok. As she would hold and rock me. Feeling her peace and love as she would comfort me. She would talk to someone that wasn’t there and ask them to make me feel better. It seemed like Mom was keeping me wet for hours and hours, day after day. At night it seemed like my ear would ache more and more. Dad would hold me in his big, strong arms and put warm towels on my ear. He would walk around the room with me as I would lay so safe on his big shoulders. Little by little the pain would go away and peace would take its place. I would just fall asleep all snuggled up in his arms.

Not realizing what was going on I always felt so loved and safe. To have this time with Mom and Dad was so special. For they were always busy working and providing to take care of us all. I truly enjoyed having this time with my parents. Without even knowing how sick I was or how serious.

Because I didn’t know I was sick I wasn’t able to see that I was sick. All I was able to see was Mom and Dad taking a lot of time to make me feel better so I would be able to go outside and play again. All I was able to see was Mom and Dad loving me and using whatever they had to take care of me, to take the sickness away. No matter how tired they were or what we didn’t have.

Mom and Dad never once showed any fear but only peace. Even though they knew how badly sick I was. This went on until I was nine years old when I had a tonsillectomy. My second to the youngest brother and I went to the hospital together to have our tonsils removed. For he had started having the same issues as I had. We were able to share the same room. For me it was like an adventure, even though it was scary for us.

It was strange for us not being able to talk. But we were able to eat lots of ice cream and jello. These were treats we never got much. Everything went well for my brother but not so much for me. I started to vomit up blood, way too much blood. My brother was able to leave a couple of days before me. After that the adventure wasn’t so interesting.

I remember many times a day vomiting up blood and wondering what is this. After a day of this my fun was all done. It was at this time the doctors said that I was a bleeder. To be careful and watch out if I ever got hurt and bled. And years down the road it happened again. But I knew everything would be ok.

As soon as I was able I went back in our woods and investigated some more on all the different things I could find. Things such as trees, flowers, bugs, rocks and animals. Some things I knew of and some things I didn’t know of. But all of things meant something to me, connected to me. It was during his time I first experienced having someone with me, having some ones voice to talk to me.

It would give me the same kind of peace knowing I was safe as Mom and Dad did. As this voice would guide me through the woods or would answer my questions about what this thing was. Or this voice would show me what these things could do, why they were made.

I can remember experiencing these things as young as four years old. And at this age being able to think of things about life, Gods creation as if it was normal for me. As if it’s who I am. Each day would bring me new visions of God showing me new things. Of God giving me answers as He guides me through the woods. As He would protect me by telling me not to do this or that because I would get hurt. As God would show me the way back home so I wouldn’t be lost but found. After being in the woods for hours.

But during each journey I never felt alone or scared. It was as if this is what I was suppose to be doing. I was always curious on what I would find along the way and not even know where I was going. But yet it seemed like that’s where I belonged. It’s all I thought of doing and craved to do.

At the age of five during my kindergarten physical our doctor found that I had rheumatic fever due from all of the high fevers during my ear aches and swollen tonsils. The doctor advise my parents not to let me play hard or get to hot. Not to be too active at home or at school and I could not have gym.

The doctor also said that I would not be able to have any children. My Dad was against it. He said it’s not good for a child not to play and run around. So at home I did just that, play and be a normal healthy child. Even though I would get so hot my skin would turn red. I just knew to take a break and cool off. It still happens with me as of today.

But I never got to be a part of gym or playing with the kids at school. I wanted to so bad. And because of this the other kids would mistreat me. Even to the point of bullying me. This went on all through middle school up to high school. But in these grades the other kids really got mad at me because no one liked gym and I didn’t have to do it but I wished I could of. Even though I had rheumatic fever it never weakened or scared me. It was as if it never was there. I never felt any sickness, just got hot or tired.

It never stopped me from being who I am or going on any little adventures in the woods. By the time I reached my 20’s I was healed, all signs of rheumatic fever was gone.

Chapter 2

The Boy Next Door, Our Daughter And Grandkids

07/07/16

At the age of twelve we moved to the city. It was the most scariest experience. For the first time in my life I was without my yard, my woods. I wasn’t able to go on the type of adventures I grew up with. The only kind I knew. I didn’t want to go into the strange environment of city life.We moved next door to a boy named Jay, who is now my husband. And of today we have known each other for forty six years. Married for thirty five years. We have known each other since we were twelve years old.

At the age of sixteen my husband and I became parents of our precious blessing, our daughter Kelly. I had a normal pregnancy and delivery. Even though our doctor told us I could never have kids. The first most amazing experience life can give is giving life. For I was also healed from this. As of today our daughter has given us three more precious blessings. Two grandsons and one granddaughter. For she is our one and only. Our only child, our only daughter. For she also has a one and only daughter, our one and only granddaughter.

As of today, our daughter will be forty-two in October. Our oldest grandson Louis is now twenty-one in his fourth year of college. Our granddaughter Deztenni is now eighteen starting her first year of college this August. Our youngest grandson Lorenzo will be eleven in