"Cancer has killed so many in my family; it's probably coming for me too."
How it sounds in your head: My mother. My aunt. My grandmother. All cancer. I go to the doctor and hold my breath waiting for the diagnosis. Every strange pain feels like the beginning of the same end. I'm living under a death sentence I haven't received yet.
"But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed."
-- Isaiah 53:5Source: enemy - The thief uses medical statistics to prophesy death and negate the finished work of healing at the cross.
The obituaries in your family read like a cancer registry. Doctors have mentioned genetic testing. The fear is backed by family history and medical probability.
Twelve years of bleeding, spent all her money on doctors, only got worse. Physicians had given up. One touch of Jesus' garment and IMMEDIATELY the flow of blood dried up. She felt in her body she was healed. Twelve years of incurable condition reversed in one moment.
I REFUSE the lie that cancer is hunting me because of my family history. IT IS WRITTEN that by His stripes I WAS healed—finished work at the cross. My cells are not under a curse; they are under the BARAK. My body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, and disease has no legal right to my temple. IT IS WRITTEN in Exodus 23:25 that He will take sickness away from the midst of me. I am not waiting for a diagnosis; I am standing on a declaration—I am HEALED. The woman with the issue of blood was healed IMMEDIATELY after twelve years. My family's twelve generations of cancer stop at the cross. I have Jesus' health, not my grandmother's disease.
The Father isn't standing by watching to see if you'll 'get it too.' He already purchased your healing at the cross. He sees you as the woman with the issue—one touch away from total reversal of the family pattern, regardless of how long it's been running.