This was written by Fayrene's own hand, posted by request:
By: Fayrene Barkemeyer
Cottage Grove, Oregon
It was the last week of May 2007. I was weeding the garden and flowerbed, in preparation to be gone for two weeks, to take care of my 97-year-old mother.
I got a sticker in the bottom knuckle of my left thumb; probably for the Canadian thistles. It didn't hurt so I ignored it for the time being. "It will fester in a few days and I can pop it out," was my thoughts. It didn't fester, but rather it grew a callous over the area, and began to get sore. I put some wart remover on it several times, trying to remove the callous, but it didn't work.
The area became very sore and was growing larger so I went to my Doctor . She cut the callous away and found a rose thorn. I remembered that I had weeded the roses that day I got the sticker.
The area seemed to be healing OK for a couple of weeks, and then it began to grow another callous. It became very sore and I went back to the Doctor. She said it looked like cancer and sent me to a dermatologist who did a biopsy and the report came back positive: Squamous Cell Carcinomas.
The Doctor told me it was serious. It could go into my bones, lungs, and kill me. Twenty five thousand people die from it every year. This was on July 16, 2007.
I had been earnestly seeking the Lord to give me a tangible healing to build my faith. I wanted to move into a deeper relationship with the Lord where I could obey the command to heal the sick. I felt that I would be able to believe for others if I could experience my own healing. The news that I had a cancer did not scare me. It gave me the opportunity to see a visible miracle!
I was anointed and prayed for at my church and I explained why I needed to see this healing. I began to notice Scriptures that said, “Experience God.” I was reading in the Book of Matthew, (Amplified Version) chapter 5. There in verse 4 and 8 both, it say “produced by experience.” I thought, "That is what I need! I want to experience a healing I can see."
I went to a health food store after I had seen the doctor on the 16th of July, 2007. My thumb was bandaged and the lady working in the supplement isle noticed it. She asked me what was the problem. Her name was Elaine. I explained the situation. She told me about her husband who had a cancer on his face. They knew a naturopathic doctor and he told them to put "Black Salve" on it and it drew every bit of the cancer out and the growth fell off.
Was this God? I wondered. Much prayer was being offered on my behalf. She told me to find some "Black Salve" and try it. None in this area had it. One lady told me to drink Red Clover tea. I tried this. It tasted bad, but I drank it for two weeks.
I put bentonite clay and castor oil on the sore. I knew both of these have drawing properties. My thumb healed up after a couple of months. I went back to the Dermatologist in October and he wanted to operate. There was a little white line left on my thumb. He explained how he would do the surgery. I cringed at the thought of sticking those shots in my thumb again. He said the cancer was still there. I told him I would wait and see what God would do. He was very concerned and had me sign a paper stating that I refused to have surgery.
I went to Elaine at the Health food store and she gave me the name and ingredients of the Black Salve. I got on the computer and learned that the business had closed down. I searched for others that might have the same formula, but no one did. One business told me their Black Salve would heal the kind of cancer I had. Their product had different ingredients and I was unsure. It would cost $65.00
My naturopathic doctor gave me some Black Salve she had. I used it for several weeks and couldn't tell it did any good. I went back to Elaine and told her my sad news. She was willing to give me some of hers.
I could feel it start drawing A few minutes after I put it on. It was amazing! It drew volumes of puss out of my thumb. The area got very sore and large. This went on for about six weeks and I ran out of the salve.
I had gone to Merrill, Oregon, to take care of my Mother on the 5th of December, 2007. We had started a class at church in October. We were using a book by John Bevere entitled “The Bait of Satan.” In the front of that book he had stated that God means what He says. That really spoke to my heart and I began to meditate on the truth of it.
I was also reading the Book of Isaiah at this time. I was impressed with Isaiah chapter 55:10-11. I study the Amplified Bible. Verse 10 says “So shall my word be that goes forth out of my mouth; it shall not return to me void- without producing any effect, useless – but it shall accomplish that which I please and purpose, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.” I added and “God means what He says” with this promise and my faith began to explode!
My Mother got so she was struggling to breath the 1st of January 2008. I took her to the doctor and he gave her some medicine. It didn't seem to help. I prayed earnestly for her. We had planned to go home the 5th of January and my husband insisted that we go in spite of the fact that my mother was very ill.
It was snowing and I didn't want to leave my Mother. I cried all the way to Crescent City, Oregon, where we stayed the night with some friends. The storm was very bad. We had to stay another night with our friends.
My sister took my mother back to the doctor on Monday and he gave her some more medicine. When my sister woke up on Tuesday, she found my mother on the bedroom floor. She had to call the ambulance to get her up. The medicine had this severe side effect. my sister took her back to the doctor and when she got her back to the house, my mother collapsed on the step. Again she had to call the ambulance. My mother was near helpless. My sister had to get a wheelchair for her, had to dress her, and had to do everything for her.
I went back down to Merrill, Oregon, on the 18th of January, 2008 and was shocked at my mother's condition. She was no longer in the wheel chair, but she could not dress herself and could only walk about 20 feet at a time. I began to declare the healing Scriptures to her that night at dinner and at bedtime. I declared the healing Scriptures to her four times a day, and I reminded God that He means what He says, and that His Word had to perform. This was on Friday when we got to Merrill.
By Wednesday my mother helped me dress herself, and on Thursday she did it all by herself and she began to walk to the bathroom with the help of her walker. I was so thrilled at what God was doing. By Saturday, my mother was pretty much back to normal. My heart was overflowing at this miracle I had just witnessed. My mother was 98 on the 10th of January.
We came home on Saturday the 25th. I was encouraged to declare the healing Scriptures to my thumb. The huge sore had stopped oozing puss, but didn't look good. My naturopathic doctor said to give it some time. Several times a day I declared the Word of God to my thumb and commanded it to obey the Word!
I heard testimonies on TBN of people who gave an offering as a token of faith for their healing. I decided to give the $65.00 that the salve would have cost as an offering of thanksgiving and a seed for my faith to grow. When doubts would come, I would remind myself that I had planted a seed for my faith to grow and this would drive the doubts away for a while.
By July, 2008 the sore had completely healed and my skin was normal except for little white lines all over the area where the sore had been. They looked just like the one that the doctor wanted to operate on. Were these scars from all the eruptions or was it still cancer? The bone in my thumb was smaller than the one on my right hand. Had the cancer gone into my bone? These fears began to plague my mind.
My spirit believed what God was saying, but the enemy kept tormenting my mind. I would declare the Word and determine to believe what God said. I would have peace for a time and then the doubts would pop up again.
In February, 2009 I decided to put a stop to the battle and went to another Dermatologist. I gave him the biopsy report and told him how I had needed this visible healing to build my faith and all the things I had done.
He examined my thumb and smiled at me and said “It is healed!” Praise God for His faithfulness to His Word! The bone in my thumb is beginning to look more like the other one now.
God is so good to my family. We are blessed with health in our old age and all our needs are met. I give God all the Glory and Praise. I can do nothing without Him! (John, Chapter Fifteen).
Cottage Grove, Oregon, U.S.A.
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"He is no fool who gives up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot loose" Jim Elliot (Missionary and martyr to the Acca Indians in South America).
In His service,
Charles E. B.