A real testimony of healing from internal bleeding. A miracle from God, powerful prayer, and living faith in action. A Christian testimony of God's power, healing, and restoration. Watch and be strengthened in your faith.
This is a “mature” testimony, tested by time, with a guarantee of God's faithfulness. It is a testimony of God's glory in the life of our son Vlad.
This happened about six years ago. Vlad started kindergarten. A few days later, his teacher called me and said that he was not himself: he was not running or talking, seemed lethargic, and was clearly unwell. She asked me to take him home immediately.
When I saw him, I realized that his condition was indeed serious. At home, he asked to go to the bathroom. I lifted him off the toilet and saw a pool of blood. It became clear that he had internal bleeding. We immediately called an ambulance. It arrived very quickly, and we were rushed to the city children's hospital.
The six-year-old child with internal bleeding was admitted without delay—this condition can be life-threatening.
The first miracle happened during the examination. The doctor was palpating his abdomen when she suddenly said:
—Wow… I feel something on the right.
She moved to the left side—nothing. Then she returned to the right:
—Where is it? Where did it go?
I was in shock, but I already knew the power of God—earlier in our lives, Vlad had experienced a powerful healing from a genetic disease. I knew that God is faithful.
They urgently scheduled a laparoscopy—a procedure in which the abdominal organs are examined through small incisions to locate the source of the bleeding. The doctors listed the most serious possible causes: tumors, cysts, intestinal ulcers, and much more. I signed the documents, including consent acknowledging the risk of death. Only a parent can understand this condition.
The surgery was supposed to last no more than two and a half hours. We were warned: if they found the source of the bleeding, they would operate immediately. No one knew how it would end.
My mother and I prayed the whole time. We knelt, praised God, wept, and trusted Him. People looked at us as if we were strange, but we did not care.
Two hours passed. Then another half hour. The other children had already been brought out of the operating rooms, but ours had not. No one came out to us. Every minute seemed like an eternity.
At the most critical moment, I stood by the window looking at the pine trees. Suddenly, I clearly heard a question inside:
“What if it does not turn out the way you want? Will you still trust Me?”
I understood what it was about. If the Lord took my child, would I still trust Him?
I reflected. Could I entrust my son to God? Yes, he would be well with Him.
But how would I get through it myself?
How would my unbelieving husband and his family react?
Would I be able to stand firm?
And I said:
“Yes, Lord. I trust You. Whatever You decide, so be it.”
At that very moment, the weight—as if twenty trucks were pressing on my chest—vanished instantly. Peace came.
A few minutes later, the operating-room door opened. The head of the department came out and said:
– Everything is fine. Surgery was not needed. We performed laparoscopy twice and found nothing. There is no source of bleeding. This is impossible.”
My mother and I said:
– We prayed. God healed him.
The doctor replied cautiously:
– Perhaps… But further examinations are necessary.
When Vlad was brought out after the anesthesia, he was smiling. I asked:
– Do you know that everything is fine with you?
He replied:
“Mom, Jesus came to me and healed me.”
I turned away and began to cry. I had just been ready to give my child to God—and I received him back healthy.
All subsequent test results were perfect. The doctors could not explain it. We had been warned about possible relapses, remissions, and complications. But none of that happened.
Before the follow-up tests, I felt that a prayerful blessing was needed. The pastor prayed a simple family prayer—and the result was that they were completely healthy.
More than six years have already passed. Vlad is completely healthy. We eat everything. No diagnoses, no restrictions. There are not even any scars left from the procedure.
I thank the Lord for His faithfulness—for being a loving Father, and for healing and keeping us.
Today I pray for everyone who needs healing. May the power of God touch you. Receive it by faith.
In the name of Jesus Christ.
Amen.
