by Rhonda Butz
Near the end of the year 2003, I began noticing symptoms in my body that, after a period of time, began to concern me. Among them was an involuntary loss of weight and an excessive appetite. I was losing much weight even though I was forcing myself to eat more food to gain weight. When I realized something was very wrong, I went to my family doctor to find out what it was. After running many tests, the doctor informed me that I was suffering with Grave’s Disease and recommended that I seek a specialist in that field.
I had never heard of Grave’s Disease. My doctor explained that it was an autoimmune disorder. He explained that there was no medical cure for it, but that they could do a procedure that would permanently destroy or shut down my thyroid, and I would have to take medication for the rest of my life. Well, I didn’t like the idea of having to take medication forever, nor did I like the idea of killing my thyroid. I’m pretty sure God gave me a thyroid for a reason, and I needed it to work. Fortunately for me, by this time, I had spent a lot of time studying God’s Word in the area of healing. I saw what God had to say about sickness and disease. I learned that Jesus not only paid for all our sins on the cross, but He also bore all of our sicknesses as well. (Isaiah 53:4,5, and Mat. 8:16,17) I knew that if Jesus bore Grave’s Disease for me, then I didn’t have to have it. So when the doctor gave me the report of Grave’s Disease, I did not accept that disease as mine. Yes, I had all the symptoms in my body. And yes, the blood tests revealed that I had Grave’s Disease, but I knew that I was going to walk free of that disease because of what Jesus did on the cross 2000 years ago.
So I prayed to ask God how I should walk this healing out. He impressed upon me to trust Him and to trust His Word. I also felt led to do some things in the natural regarding nutrition and supplements. Everyday during my normal morning prayer time and throughout the day, I laid my hands on my thyroid and thanked God that I was already healed by Jesus’ stripes. I used my authority and commanded that disease to leave my body. I commanded my thyroid to function perfectly well the way that God had created it to function. I continually spoke life over my body. I quoted healing scriptures several times a day. I did not accept that disease as mine. Instead I saw the enemy trespassing on my body, and I refused to allow Grave’s Disease to stay.
My doctor had prescribed some medication for me to take. I did begin to take the medication, but I said to myself ( not the doctor), “I will take this medication only until my doctor tells me to stop taking it because I am healed!” I saw no change in the symptoms at first. My doctor wanted me to get blood tests done monthly to monitor the disease. There was no indication of any change in the blood work for the first several months. But then, something started to change. The blood test results began to improve and little by little, the symptoms that had concerned my previously started going away one by one. Within five months, my doctor said to me, “ Mrs. Butz, stop taking that medication. You are healed!” I thanked Jesus for healing my body from Grave’s Disease, but it wasn’t until a few years later that I realized the magnitude of this healing. I had been scheduled for another test to be done by another specialist. Of course, they need to know your previous medical history.
I had to be honest with him and tell him that I had Grave’s Disease earlier, but that I do not have it anymore. He said that he had never heard of anyone being healed from Grave’s Disease and indicated that I was very lucky. Luck had nothing to do with it. Jesus healed me 2,000 years ago on that cross, and I just believed Him. I have the test results to show that I had Grave’s Disease, and I have the test results to prove that it is gone. All praise to Jesus!!