I remember a dear Methodist woman whose husband was an educator in New York State. The doctors discovered she had a rare incurable disease. Only seven or eight people in the history of medicine had ever had it. Although the disease wouldn’t kill her immediately, there was no cure, and the doctors said she would be dead within ten years.

Somebody told this woman about the great meetings Sister Kathryn Kuhlman was conducting, so she went to one. After Miss Kuhlman preached, she turned and looked right in this woman’s direction. She did it by divine revelation. Miss Kuhlman said, “There’s a woman over here in this section who has and incurable disease. Doctors have told her only seven or eight people in the history of medical science have ever had it.” Miss Kuhlman then named the disease.

The woman said, “I knew that was me. I went down there, she laid hands on me, and I fell under the power. When I returned to my doctors in New York City for my three-month checkup, they couldn’t find a trace of the disease. It had all disappeared.” The woman was healed, but not on her own faith, because she didn’t know how to believe God.

She was like those people waiting for the troubling of the waters at the pool of Bethesda in the fifth chapter of John’s Gospel. (When the angel troubled the water, the first person in got healed.) She went to Miss Kuhlman’s service like that, just waiting for the intervention of divine sovereignty. And God works that way sometimes.

Three years passed. The woman and her husband were baptized in the Holy Spirit. She came to one of my meetings and said to my wife and me, “Brother and Sister Hagin, I haven’t divulged this to my husband, but all the symptoms have come back on me. In fact, I am worse than I ever was before. Can you help me?”

I said, “Yes, I can. Come to the day teaching services if you can.”(I was in Upper New York State for about six weeks, going from place to place.)

So she and some friends followed us from place to place. I remember before the six weeks were up, she came and said, “Brother Hagin, I want you and Sister Hagin to know that all my symptoms have disappeared. And I got it, and I know how to keep it!”