God Healed My 3rd Stage Cancer: Why I Still Clung to Him

Elora Indran
Jun 10
3 min read

Updated: Aug 3

What to Do When You Have Cancer, and No One to Turn to Except God

When you face a health crisis like cancer, it changes everything. It isn’t just a battle for your body; it's a fight for your spirit.

I realize now that God placed me on this journey for a purpose. There were moments when I felt lost and overwhelmed. But, by the grace of God, I learned to cling to Him and navigate my way through.

The Depths of Despair

Let me share my feelings of hopelessness. This is important because many are enduring their own valleys of the shadow of death. I aim to show you that not all is forsaken.

When you receive a cancer diagnosis, a flood of decisions comes your way. My husband and children were there, trying to help, but I often felt smothered by it all. The noise was overwhelming, and I wasn't always sure what I wanted.

In that fog of uncertainty, fear began to creep in. What if I didn’t make it? What if I left my children too soon?

Sleepless Nights and Silent Prayers

Many nights passed in despair. The chemotherapy left me exhausted, unable to sleep or eat. I would sit by the window, tears flowing as I questioned my will to fight.

Yet, even in that silence, I never felt abandoned. In my darkest moments, I whispered prayers through my tears, and God consistently met me there.

His presence didn't come as a lightning bolt. Instead, I experienced it as quiet strength. It was a calmness I couldn’t fully explain and reminders of His faithfulness through the people He sent to bless me daily.

A Personal God

Before my cancer journey, I knew many attributes of God. I understood His power, healing ability, and holiness.

However, this experience opened my eyes to His deeply personal nature. I witnessed His love, sovereignty, comfort, and strength firsthand.

Countless people supported me—my family and church community—but there was something unique about how God walked beside me. It felt deeply personal. I could lay my burdens before Him in a manner I couldn’t with any human.

His Word became alive. Worship transformed into my relief and medicine. Faith evolved beyond mere belief; it became the foundation of my life.

Even when fear grew stronger, a deep, unshakeable strength settled quietly within me.

Surrendering to God's Will

I told my son, "Even if I die, I will be going back to my Father. Don’t blame God." I wanted him and my family to trust in God’s goodness, even when the circumstances felt grim.

I shared this not because I felt resigned to my fate, but because I willingly surrendered to God. There’s a profound difference there; in surrendering to God, I could trust peacefully that whatever happened, I was in His hands.

Embracing Faith in Struggles

If you are facing a difficult time, I want you to know something vital: you are not forgotten. You are not alone, regardless of how isolated you might feel.

There is nowhere you can go that God won’t reach you. Even when you feel too weary to pray, He is there. You don’t need to muster strength on your own; you just have to remain close to the One who is genuinely strong.

God healed me. Yet, even if He hadn’t, I believe I would still be praising Him. He held me tightly when my future felt uncertain. He stayed with me through every wave of fear and empowered me to continue trusting.

This isn’t merely my story—it's about what God has accomplished. His love on the cross and grace in my heart are what truly matter.

Trusting His Plan

He never forsook me. He carried me through my darkest moments, and I can now trust Him with everything that awaits.

I am forever grateful. I still praise Him because His plans are always higher than my own. I am blessed to be loved by Him.

Scriptures That Carried Me

“And by His stripes we are healed.” – Isaiah 53:5
“My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” – II Corinthians 12:9
“Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? If I ascend into heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Your hand shall lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me.” – Psalm 139:7–10