Some have been willing to share their journeys.

Linda Broussard.

I do flags on Sunday. I'd like to tell you my story and what the Lord means to me and what he's done for me.

I lived with fear all my life, fear or everything. Over the years the Lord took me step by step and delivered me from fear. I would sit in the back of churches not to be seen or noticed, and over the years finally made my way up to about the 4th or 5th row. I had a friend at the last church I belonged to before coming to Amana, and she was always asking me to sit with her on the 1st row. I would tell her, no, I can't do it, but the Lord had her keep asking. After about a year of this, one Sunday morning when she asked, out of my mouth came, yes, I'll sit with you. The service had not started, no one prayed for me or laid hands on me, but the minute I sat in that chair on the 1st row I felt something lift off of me. So for me to be up in the front doing flags is one of the miracles He's done for me.

When I was in my 30s I was having trouble with both knees. The pain and swelling was so bad I could hardly bend them. One Sunday in a service the pastor prayed a general healing prayer, and sitting in my seat the Lord healed me that morning and have not had problems since.

In 1996 I was diagnosed with breast cancer and had chemo, bone marrow transplant and radiation. My prognosis was a 65 percent of survival at 5 years. The Lord did many things for me through that process of almost a year of treatment. During the chemo I developed a heart murmur from infection. I could have died from the infection, but the Lord brought me through. When I left the hospital after the bone marrow, I had to return two days later for blood work. When the doctor walked in he just kind of stood there and didn't say anything. Then he said, it usually takes months, sometimes up to a year for your blood count to be normal after a transplant, but yours is already back to normal. My husband told him it was because of prayer and he just kind of blew that off. I took medication for 5 years after the treatment, and developed a cataract in my left eye as a side effect.

One night I was in a service at my church and we had a guest who was an evangelist and had a healing ministry. He called for people with mitral valve prolapse, heart murmur. He said he had never heard of MVP before. He laid hands on me and I fell under the power of God. He then start touching my left eye and saying the Lord is healing you of a cataract. So that night the Lord healed me of two things. The heart murmur was so bad I could feel my heart flutter in my chest often during the day. After he prayed I went home and didn't really pay attention, but after about a week it dawned on me, hey, I don't feel the flutter anymore. I went to my cardiologist about a month ago and he says the murmur is so soft I can barely hear it. So I'm waiting for my total healing.

What Jesus means to me? Everything. That's why I have to praise and worship him. He's done so much for me, this is only a part. He's my Lord and Savior, Healer, Deliverer, Friend that sticks closer than a brother. Thank you for allowing me to tell you my story.