My Journey out of the wheelchair! by Elaine Davenport (Thursday, September 27, 2007)

Many, O Lord my God are thy wonderful works  which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward:  they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:  if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.


                                                                                                   Psalm 40 v. 5

I’ve been thinking about you and your family.  I have also been praying for a week to find the right words to say to you and the other ninety-nine people that I am sending letters to.  To think that I just started off with a handful of people not very long ago.  It’s an incredible thing!  I just started writing to three people to cheer them up and from their responses, I had the inclination to reach out to more people.  You didn’t get this letter because something is wrong with you, you got it because something is “right” with you.  I’ve got to tell you this.  I have come to recognize that people who receive these letters are at different faith levels, so if I try to think too hard about the right words to say to people on all the different levels, I will never get any letters out.  So, I don’t do that anymore, I just send the message and it’s up to you…what you will do with it. 


Most of you know my brain tumor story.  They removed it, it wasn’t malignant and I was “supposed” to be able to celebrate, right?  Well, that didn’t happen right away.


 The doctors forgot to tell me that there was a possibility that I might have a stroke during the surgery (I did) and they failed to mention that I might lose the ability to talk properly, to walk and I’m really glad they didn’t tell me about the short term memory problems that would surely come with a vengeance or I might have gotten cold feet.   But, you see, I did not put my trust in the doctors.  Now, I know a lot of people, but at that time in my life I just happened to have been in touch with more people  than any other point in my life.  This is important because when I got sick, I was not only in touch with God, but I miraculously was surrounded by”high level”  prayer intercessors. I was teaching Weight Watcher’s classes at the time that I got sick.  My “students” went all out for me!  My friends from work were absolutely awesome!  They were the best friends that anyone could ever have.  I not only had worked at  five  offices, but I was in touch with everybody!  My family was so supportive too; especially my husband and my mother.  My faith level was so high, that I expected to go through it mightily…I did…but it wasn’t on my time table.  It was on God’s time table.  I didn’t expect to write this, but someone needs to hear this.  Perhaps it is you or someone that you know. 


                               IT CONTINUES………..


The chief neurosurgeon waited at my bedside after surgery.  I wasn’t feeling too good and I couldn’t talk.  I didn’t know yet that walking was going to be a really big issue for me.  My


mother and my husband  John formed a cordon at my bedside.   They weren’t going to let anyone run over me. (smile)  The doctor wanted to go back in and do more surgery in two weeks.   I wasn’t up for it, so I simply told her (the doctor), I’d let her know when I was feeling more  like myself again and then we could ”talk” about it.  She was pushing pretty hard, but my mom stopped her.  She left me with the following message:  “We’ll have to go back in and do brain surgery every three to four years, it’s going to grow back!”  The days ahead were very tough for me.  I was messed up. I became extremely depressed and at that time, I didn’t know what to do.  I pulled away from most people and almost lost myself in the process.  If I believed the doctor’s report, you could characterize my life as being very inauspicious. 


The only way that I got through it all was because I realized something… God loved me.   God was protecting me, leading me and guiding me.  I relearned walking which was really hard.  I overcame a horrible speech impediment that was embarrassing.  My balance was off and my memory was down for the count.  I had minor headaches for eight years before the surgery.  Had them ten years after surgery.  They were terrible.  I was healed of them earlier this year.



I was praying for somebody else and God honored me.  Because of Him,  I outlasted a  wheelchair, a walker,  a three legged prong cane and went back to school and got two degrees.  The two degrees…not by my power in any way.   God had multiple purposes for sending me to get them, but one of the first benefits that I got may surprise you.  You see, I became an expert researcher on brain tumors and even wrote two theses.  It was after all that studying that I could see for the first time the real miracle that had taken place in my life.  There was no earthly way I was supposed to survive that tumor!  None.  By the time school was over, there was no visible sign of my illness or injuries from surgery.  I was extricated!  I never had brain surgery again.  They took pictures again and again, but there was nothing there.  They couldn’t understand it.   Okay, I got healed and it was great, but it doesn’t stop there.  I have to help others.  I have to get Gods’ message out.  If He would do all that for me, He would do that and MORE for you.  Sickness is not always physical.  Most of the time, it isn’t.  We were all meant to be whole and healthy!


If you know anyone who needs and wants  to receive this letter, please send me their address.

Many of you know my story, but I just want to remind you that HE is a God of Miracles.  Please remember this for anything that you face because HE is there.  I love you take care and I’ll write soon.   I continue to pray for you all each and every day by name -making petitions and I expect things to be well with you. 

Thanks so much to all of you who write those beautiful letters, give words of encouragement  and  those of you who call. In fact, thank you if you just pray for everyone in need and those who receive this letter.  I expect Blessings to pour forth because of it.   I know that all of your schedules are busy and important and I cherish you.


The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever. 


                                               Isaiah 40 v. 8











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  1. Trackback: Jesus Truly Heals… by Elaine Davenport (Wednesday, October 10, 2007) « Healmenow

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