When I was healed of cancer and had recovered, I asked God what He wanted me to do with the rest of my life. About six years later, He told me. Two businessmen approached me and asked me to help them get Bibles into Russia. I agreed, and that was the beginning of World Help — a ministry of God’s design.
On one of my trips to Russia, I was invited to speak at a cancer hospital. I went reluctantly — I still struggled to stare cancer in the face. When I told those patients I was a cancer survivor, many wept. I realized that there were very few cancer survivors in former Soviet Moscow. While their doctors were capable, they didn’t have the medication or supplies to treat people properly. I promised the chief surgeon of the hospital that I would help him any way I could.
A few weeks later, a man told me about a warehouse full of medical supplies. I could have them if I could figure out how to ship them to Russia. I knew that the God who healed me from cancer would find a way. Soon, I met two congressmen who helped me ship the package with other American aid. I couldn’t be there when the container was delivered, but my daughter went. She told me that the doctor said we were the first Americans who had ever kept their promise to help.
If I hadn’t had cancer, I never would have connected with that hospital. Since then, God has used World Help to touch lives in many more countries with humanitarian relief, spiritual aid, and more. It took years to find out the answer to the question, “Why did I have cancer?” But now I know — it prepared me to be part of a powerful ministry.
When I thought my life was ending, God was giving me a new one that was better than I had ever imagined.