Last September I went to Dr.
Weldon Baker, 713 North Second Street, Phoenix, Arizona, and he made two
x-rays. He found that I had a bad case of colitis, that my heart was
enlarged from poison, that only one-fifth of my liver was active, and
that there were several stones as big as my thumbnail on the right side
of my liver. I started on a six-week treatment, but became very sick.
Dr. Anderson attended me and said I had cancer, but had waited too long
before getting help. I became very sick and couldn't take any more
treatments. My colon had to be opened up to permit the waste to pass
through. I had a very bad spell. Dr. Baker came, and the saints were
praying when he got there. He told me later that I had been dead two
minutes, but that Jesus had heard the saints' cries.
I was in bed nine weeks and lost 40 pounds. At times I was so bad that I
could not swallow water for five days. Then came the announcement that William
Branham was coming to Phoenix the second of March to pray for the sick and
afflicted. My husband was at church early that first Sunday night, but Brother
Branham was unable to get to me. Nor was he able to get to me the following
night, although I witnessed many miracles of the healing of others. The next day
I was taken again, but when I reached the church I became very sick. They
brought a cot for me, but I don't remember when I laid down.
The first I knew, Brother Branham was talking to me, saying: "Look at me,
sister." At first it was just a faint whisper, but the third time he repeated it
I tried to open my eyes. After a while I could see him and he asked me if I
believed what he told me. I said, "Yes, because I could see the angel standing
beside you." Brother Branham then said, "Sister, your faith has saved you. That
cancer was all over your stomach, but God has healed you. Every root is cursed
and you will be well if you continue to believe, although it will take a month
or six weeks for this to rot away. In 72 hours from now you will be very sick
and in great pain, but just believe through it all." Then the Lord spoke through
Brother Branham, and a warm oil started through my head outside and inside and
went to my feet. As it went down, the pain left entirely and I felt very strong.
I got off the cot shouting and dancing and was able to attend five other
services Brother Branham held in Phoenix.
When the 72 hours were up, I became very ill, and hurt so badly I couldn't
even cry. I was terribly sick for a little over two weeks, then I began to eat
anything I wanted, where before I had been living on fruit juices and soup.
Seven weeks after I had been prayed for, I had several more x-rays taken and
these showed I was entirely healed. Dr. Baker told me that I might tell all of
this, and he would gladly show the x-rays to anyone who would like to see them,
or he would talk to them personally. I am praising Jesus for it!
MRS. HATTIE WALDROP
EDITOR'S NOTE—This testimony appeared in print sometime before. I
personally visited and talked with this lady in Phoenix a few weeks ago and can
confirm the facts of the healing and that she is still healed today.