One cannot explain in simple layman’s terms, the blessings of the Holy Spirit and the Ministry of Be in Health™. I could not do it justice, but it would be even more of an injustice not to try. I started a book over three years ago. Be in Health™ will be a wonderful chapter in this pastor’s life.

Living in Hawaii as a dysfunctional family with many occultic beliefs, I witnessed my mother’s front teeth get knocked out by my dad. Then mother hit my dad while he slept with an iron skillet. While dad was in California looking for employment, mother, my sister and I were kicked out of the house by our drunk uncle during a monsoonal rain fall in the dead of night - with no place to go. Somehow, we managed to leave Hawaii for California.

My early years in California are a blur to me but I was raised from 6 years to about 9 years old in an all black neighborhood. To say the least, of what I can remember, I was beat up, chased a lot, made fun of and always in fear. I didn’t know it then but I know it now…I met the evil spirits of hatred, anger, bitterness and prejudice.

We eventually moved to a predominately Caucasian and Japanese neighborhood. Strangely enough I even felt out of place there; everyone seemed to have parents with money (we were very poor), nice cars, nice houses, nice clothes, generally nice everything. Again, I was made fun of because my shoes were falling apart, clothes didn’t quite fit and I just wasn’t like everyone else. So the pendulum of fear swung over to the other side, my anger was displayed in violence.

I found every reason to get into fights; most fights were for the sake of defending under-dogs but they were still fights and still wrong. Especially since it caused me to meet up with more shame, jealousy, envy and prejudice toward my own nationality. I actually did very well in my studies, but my parents didn’t care so my grades dropped, my attendance suffered severely, my attitude was terrible and I got into trouble all the time; mostly because I was so afraid of fear I became angry and got into trouble to hide it. I thought the fighting would cause people to leave me alone. It worked in the opposite way I had hoped; suddenly I was surrounded by people that needed help or something.

Family life looked like it would never improve so I ended up in the Army at a very old age of 19. Four months later I found myself in Vietnam. Afraid out of my wits, I found I had to prove myself again. After two Bronze Star Medals, a Unit Citation and a Presidential Citation I asked myself, “What are you doing? God, get me out of here and I will attend church every Sunday for the rest of my life.” He kept His promise; I went home. However, I didn’t keep my promise.

I climbed to the top of the automobile manufacturing industry with well known motor company. I was the Assistant National Manager of a major division. I went through three marriages. In the first marriage I left three beautiful daughters. In the second marriage we had a wonderful son, a four bedroom ranch style house, two new cars in the garage and all the things we ever wanted. We were on top of the world. In my third marriage I married into a world of pain. She had much generational evil working in her and was full of evil, sin and hatred. We divorced.

After 24 years of having all the material things of the world, the world started taking its due fees…my life. Within two years my parents died, I left my job, lost my home and cars, my new son lived with his mother and I became homeless. I’ve met the spirits of rejection many times before, but never have they been such a part of my everyday life. The spirit of depression tried to talk me into suicide and only the voice of the Lord stopped me.

The Lord led me to work for a church where I studied the Word, became the pastor’s assistant and basically ran the church. I did this for four years, making $500.00 a month. Major spiritual attacks of Unloving spirits told me I am worthless, I’m hopeless and I’ll never amount to anything. Then the church didn’t need me anymore; well, they said they couldn’t afford me any longer. I had such a peace about that though. I knew the Lord had something new and exciting planned for me. I met with the Vice President of Broadcast Engineering at a Christian broadcasting network. He told me he had 200 applicants. I told him I don’t have any experience in this field. I guess he didn’t care; he hired me the next day. Serving the Lord here has been a wonderful blessing to me.

I lived the next few years in one room of a trailer. The roommate was a drug user, didn’t work, acted like he had demons in him all the time; a very strange individual, with many strange habits. I remained faithful and thankful to the Lord that I had a roof over my head and a place to work and a life to give to the Lord.

One day, I found myself at work doubled over in severe pain. I was rushed to the hospital. The blockage was cancer of the colon. Two hours before going under the knife at the second hospital, my boss came in to tell me the president of the network wanted me moved to the best hospital in the area and to have his own doctor assigned to my case. They removed a third of my colon and ten lymph nodes, six of which had cancer. They wanted to treat me with chemotherapy and radiation. I told the doctors thank you but the Lord would take care of it. This was in February of 2002.

My beloved wife persuaded me to read the book, A More Excellent Way™ and listen to your tapes. I loved what I read and heard. I flew to Be in Health to attend their program based on that book. I could feel the devil’s attack, trying to keep me from going. A few days before departure, I knew without a doubt that the Holy Spirit was escorting me every step of the way. The studies were awesome, the prayers and deliverance were incredible and the healings were miraculous.

Then it happened, during the prayers against the spirits of deafness, my ear popped. I haven’t heard out of my left ear since Vietnam, 32 years ago. Suddenly I’m hearing in stereo. All during the week, I kept wondering if the Lord was working on the cancer; being something internal, I couldn’t see if anything was happening. I truly believe the Lord corrected my hearing so that I could have something tangible to reassure me He was at work. It was like He was telling me, “Be still, know that I am at work.” Anytime we discussed something related to cancer, I could feel something happening inside of me, right below and behind the incision from the operation. Each time that happened I simply raised my hands and told the Lord, “Thank you for what You’re doing in there. Thank You, Lord.”

There was so much love, compassion, understanding and patience at BiH. Out at the retreat, I was so at peace…well, the frog in my toilet did make me jump but besides that I was so at peace. I have a friend that will be at Be in Health next month. I had lunch with him on Sunday, showed him the pictures and reassured his wife. I told her that when he leaves for Be in Health say good-bye to the old man because the man that’s coming back won’t be the same one that left her two weeks ago.

God bless you all. What the Lord has done for me, through you, words cannot explain. By the way, I no longer need to use my distance glasses…my eyesight seems to have improved…Praise the Lord. ~D.K.California