Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Sister Vickie Pfister part four

Becoming Perfect


May 16th, 17th and 18th were days filled with the care of Sister Vickie. The tumor still attached to her body had begun to change. What was once solid and firm was now becoming soft and squishy. It had started seeping blood but Sister Vickie had amazingly stopped bleeding after 9 years.  Janaun describes those days as "a terrible race between Mom and her tumor." The changes in the tumor gave them all a glimpse of hope but some swelling in her tummy was causing much concern. Sister Vickie in her already weakened state was fighting day in and day out to hold on to life.

As our Brethren do during times like this they each  came one by one  to pray and visit with Sister Vickie and her family. When I asked Janaun if her mother was afraid she said "as a matter of fact she was very peaceful. She was so peaceful that she would fall asleep while brethren were talking and visiting with her." She said that she spent a lot of time apologizing for falling asleep. I'm sure the Brethren were over joyed at her falling asleep in their presence. It is often said that when the sick or injured are prayed for that they often fall into a very peaceful sleep. Ive seen this myself. It is quite amazing and very comforting to see. I'm immensely glad for that that the Lord does for us in our times of need. The joy and peace you feel when you have called upon the elders or the Lord himself has sent one of his servants to your side to pray and the one being prayed for falls asleep just after or before the prayer is even through.

May 19th brought with it some great improvements. Sister Vickie became strong enough to roll over on her own. The swelling in her tummy that had concerned them was begining to go down. It was encouraging to those around her to see some improvement after so many days of struggling. These improvements along with the changes in the tumor and the ceasing of her flow of blood were all very encouraging.

On May 20th during a break in the line of concerned visitors Sister Pam Nation and Sister Vickie's husband Brother Larry decided to closely examine the tumor that had now been attached to Sister Vickie for 9 days. Sister Pam carefully unwrapped the tumor. Brother Larry examined the tumor. He felt of the attached stalk and even squeezed it a bit. Janaun had said and written in her mothers journal that when he felt the firm thick leaders that ran through the stalk and into the tumor how strong and absolute they were that the hope drained from his face. Brother Larry and Sister Pam talked about ways to cut of the blood supply to the tumor. Sister became worried about the effects that might would have on Sister Vickie. They had already tried alcohol on the bottom of the tumor hoping it would dry things out a bit. It made that part of the tumor very leathery. They wondered what effect hydrogen peroxide might have on it. Sister Pam carefully applied the hydrogen peroxide to the tumor taking extra care not to get any on Sister Vickie. Sister Vickie declared that she was able to feel the tingling of the peroxide. Sister Pam and Brother Larry exchanged looks and asked where? She made a circular motion around the tumor. They had just confirmed that the tumor was indeed alive and the connection between it and Sister Vickie was secure. Sister Pam and Brother Larry were distraught at their discovery. They had hoped that the tumor was becoming weaker and that it would soon be loosed. That appeared to be not at all the case.

With a car driving up the drive way the flow of company started again. Sister Vickie was covered and quickly made presentable. The visitors slowly and laboriously making there way up the driveway were Brother Mark and Sister Caroline Gallegos along with Carolines sister Sister Ruthie . Brother Mark had been rendered nearly immobile from congestive heart failure. His trip to the Pfister house, up the driveway, to the front door and across the house was a great deal of effort and strength for him. The Lord had laid it upon his heart to come and pray and his own dire illness was not going to keep him from his fathers work. When the three arrived at the bedside of Sister Vickie they all prayed for her. Brother Mark had prayed for her in tongues. Janaun had said that it was one of the most beautiful prayers she had heard. When he had finished praying, he patted Sister Vickie on the shoulder and said "I'll see you on the other side." As they made their way out Sister Vickie said to her daughter "I wonder if he will cross over before me?"

Brother Larry escorted the Gallegos out and as he did he became overwhelmed with the spirit of the Lord to Pray for Brother Mark. There in the gravel of the driveway he prayed for him naming him "a mighty man of valor." When Brother Larry had came into the house he peeked in on his wife. The Janaun Pam and Kara were busy properly cleaning and wrapping the tumor. Being overcome by the feelings Brother Marks visit had had on him he called his father to visit with him about it. While he was on the phone Sisters Pam, Kara, and Janaun finished the cleanup of Sister Vickie. Sister Pam finished up on the wrapping of the tumor. Kara and Janaun talked as Pam carefully wrapped the last bit of tumor, when suddenly, and miraculously the tumor came off in her hands. Silence filled the room as Pam, Kara and Janaun's brains tried to process what their eyes were seeing. Pam slowly held the tumor away from Sister Vickie and in an awestruck voice proclaimed "It's off." Kara and Janaun then looked at each other as if to confirm that the other had saw it too. Janaun then went running and sliding across the hard wood floor of the Pfister home. She swung open the door to where her father stood visiting with his father on the phone. Her eyes met his and she shouted "It's off!" As they talked to Sister Vickie they told her "It's off" the tumor is off. "Mom it's off." She replied in a weak shocked voice "It's off?"

On this day, all that she had hoped for, dreamed of and believed the Lord for had came to pass. She was commanded to be made whole and she was. The tumor that was so solid and full of life a mear 20 minutes before had let go. Brother Mark hadn't had time to get back to the highway before the Lord acted and Sister Vickie was loosed of the tumor that had slowly grown in her belly for 9 long years.

A miracle.

The story of Sister Vickie is not yet finished.



Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Sister Vickie Pfister part three

Becoming Perfect




This is the entry for March 16th 2008 in Sister Vickie Pfisters journal. This day and the chain of events that took place were to be the catalyst for Sister Vickies upcoming deliverance.

"Wow what a Sunday. Last night after I called Waco and Janaun to pray I got better. I had a pretty good night. I woke up a little late, but decided to go to church... We got there and Sis. Susan Fisher handed me an envelope from Bro. Cliff Kirkpatrick. I looked and was very touched to see an anointed hanky. He had a note saying he had felt (to do) it in church and he and Sis. Loretta had prayed over it. He said 'to receive it in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ in faith believing.' I told Larry I (did) believe it. Then not long after meeting began Sis. Betty Hokit came and prayed over me for healing. I believed it even more. Then Bro. Bobby Easter came behind me and asked the brethren to all pray for me in faith believing. Then he spoke a command over me to be made whole. Then I got the hanky and used it. I then put it in my purse. Larry asked about it and said that he needed it, so I went and got it. Then Larry stood and said he felt to lay the hanky on my head and if the other elders there could come help him lay on hands. It was Norm (Nation), Bobby (Morris) and Merle (Morris). I haven't had the complete healing yet, but I will."







This was the last entry written by Sister Vickie in her journal. It's dated April 8th of 2008. In Janauns words "This was the event of her life. It's what she had prayed for and  what she had dreamed about." She writes "I feel this is my deliverance, but sometimes deliverance's are very hard." Sister Vickie up unto this point had had an issue of blood for 9 years. She knew that eventually the day of her deliverance would come. Through her writings and talking with her daughter Janaun I know that she never doubted that the Lord would heal her. On April 8  the work that the Lord had begun in her was approaching it's end. She started of the day prayerful and had fasted some. By the evening she had begun to pass the tumor that had plagued her for so long. Sister Pam Nation a midwife and Sister Vickies best friend came to help her friend and Sister in the faith with the delivery of this tumor from her body. Sister Kara Nation, Pam's daughter in law had felt it was the Lords will for her to go see Sister Vickie that evening. Being a little uncertain she prayed to the Lord that if it was meant for her to go to Sister Vickies that he would allow her to find a lost pair of shoes that she had been searching for all day.When Kara walked into her room the shoes she had asked for and had not been able to find were at the foot of her bed. She put them on and went to the bedside of Sister Vickie. Due to company Janaun was unable to see her mother until about 11:00 that night. At that point about 6 inches of tumor had been delivered. Janaun having a 3 month old infant at home left her mother in the care of Pam and Kara, who was said to have showed up like an angel. Shortly after midnight she received a phone call from Sister Kara telling her that her mother had passed another 6 inches of tumor making it at this point 12 inches with it being 8 inches at it's widest point. Kara then told her that her mother was resting. That next morning Janaun joined the other Sisters in helping to take care of her mother. By midday it was clear that tumor was fully emerged. It was about 14 inches long and about 8 inches at it's widest point. The tumor was said to be "absolutely solid." The joy of this tumor passing was overshadowed by something that had not been foreseen. It still remained attached. The attachment was so strong it was referred to as a stalk. No one had imagined that once the tumor was delivered that it would still remain a part of her. At that point the care of Sister Vickie and her tumor became a very delicate matter. Sister Vickie being sore and weak remained in bed. The Sisters were very careful in handling the tumor. They wanted to avoid any extra difficulties of an infection or a forceful detachment that might result in a full hemorrhage of Sister Vickie.

The next few days (April 13-15) the Pfister house was filled with concerned brethren wanting to help in whatever way they could. Janaun and her family packed  up their bags and took up temporary residence in her parents home in order to be close to her mother. During those days Janaun writes in the stead of her mothers journal "Mom was extremely nauseous, and couldn't keep anything on her stomach. Her body was so worn out from her ordeal, and without being able to keep any food down, she got so weak, she couldn't hardly ever talk." A parade of family and friends came to assist and help Pam and Kara with the tedious care that was to be provided for Sister Vickie. Some of them include two of Sister Vickies three sisters Sonja Gregory, and  Linda McGhehee. Brother Larry's sister Patty Toles also came in to help. Sister Rhonda Jones and anyone else who could fill in or lend a hand came from near and far to assist this beloved family.

April 15th seamed to be a turning point for Sister Vickie. Sister Merril Morris had brought in some homemade turkey broth that was still warm. That broth must have been heaven sent because Sister Vickie enjoyed a whole cup. The family and brethren there rejoiced as she held it down. That broth nourished her body and the souls present. The nauseousness that had kept Sister Vickie from eating started to subside that evening.

As I write this with tear filled eyes, I can't stop thinking about Brother Larry, Sister Vickie's husband. I know this story from Janauns point of view. His, is only left to imagination. I have sat in between writing and thought to myself "This is his wife. The woman he exchanged till death us do part vows. This woman had carried and delivered him 2 sons and a daughter. She was his help meet in life. She was his friend." My heart is so overcome that I can't stop the tears from flowing. I wonder where is he in this story? I know he is by her side but not knowing exactly what went on, I can't write about it. Then I reached down to pick up the pages of Sister Vickie's journal and there he is. A wonderful strong loving and caring man taking care of and loving his wife. He holds her and loves her. I knew he was there. Where else would he be? My heart is over joyed to have this journal entry to show the love that Brother Larry had for his wife. It was my missing peice. The journal page is written by Janaun in her mothers stead. Please grab a tissue before you read this as tears will fill your eyes. This page is the most beautiful. I can not add to or take away from Janaun's beautiful view of what she had seen and experienced. The words to finish the first sentence at the top are "The last time we tried to get Mom up."






This page is not only moving because of the love between Brother Larry and Sister Vickie but also because of the way a family and the Brethren united to care for one of their beloved Sisters. I'm blessed to be able to write such an amazing account of all that were involved with Sister Vickie.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sister Vickie Pfister part two

An Issue of Blood


 25And a certain woman, which had an issue of blood twelve years,
 26And had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse,
 27When she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched his garment.
 28For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole.
 29And straightway the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of that plague.
 30And Jesus, immediately knowing in himself that virtue had gone out of him, turned him about in the press, and said, Who touched my clothes?
 31And his disciples said unto him, Thou seest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?
 32And he looked round about to see her that had done this thing.
 33But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before him, and told him all the truth.
 34And he said unto her, Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague.

Sister Vickie Pfisters story is one in the same as the woman with an issue of blood. The nature of her suffering is a delicate matter. The Lord has made us all male and female and to our gender we separately have issues. So while telling this story I will be as proper and considerate as possible.

I was never able to meet Sister Vickie. My account of her is gathered mostly from her daughter Janaun. Janaun and her mother were about as close as a mother and daughter could be. They were each others friend and would talk daily on the phone while accomplishing their daily chores. Sister Vickie was a strong mother in this faith. She prepared her children for the ups and downs that they might encounter in life. I picture her as strong and steadfast, never wavering in her commitment and love for the Lord. Her effect on the brethren was just as great as that of her family. She lived, rightfully so, as if the only thing that mattered was serving the Lord to the best of her ability so that she might make heaven her home. Her family, her brethren and her life prove her love for her Lord and Saviour.

In 1998 Sister Vickie was preparing for her daughters up coming wedding. At that time her monthly cycles became closer and closer together. On a day sometime after her daughters wedding the two monthly cycles that had been inching ever so close to one another, met in the middle and became one. Knowing something was wrong within her, she choose to place herself in her beloved creators hands. She choose to do what she could by eating healthy and taking care of the body that the Lord had blessed her with but the rest was left to the Lord to perfect in his own way and time. In my conversations with Janaun she talked about her mother struggling with anemia. How weak and tired she often was. In Janauns words "she was extremely tough or God had great mercy on her." I'm sure it was both because Janauns memory of her mother during those times was not one of agonizing pain or an absent chair at family gatherings. It was just the opposite even. She kept going. She kept living and she continued to participate in life as it was. I know it was painful at times. As the weeks became months and the months became years she was indeed in some pain. Her legs often ached and the constant loss of blood took a toll on her. She was suffering but it was for the perfecting of her soul. In Sister Vickies opinion, through her actions, it was a price worthy of paying and one that she never wavered on.

The family hadn't known the exact nature causing her issue of blood. According to Janaun her slender and petite mother became aware of a mass in her tummy. She had intermittently passed small masses with her constant stream of blood. The answer to her condition came one evening from a very unlikely source. It came as part of the family watched an episode of the 90's sitcom Home Improvement. In this particular episode Tim's wife began flowing with no end in sight. As most people outside of our faith do, she went to see her doctor. On her visit she was told that she had "fibroid tumors." Janaun went to her mother who wasn't watching with the rest of the family and told her about what she had seen. With a little bit of research they felt confident that her issue of blood did indeed come from a fibroid tumor within her uterus. This was the mass that she was able to feel within her tummy. One of Sister Vickie's favorite scriptures was James 1:2-4.
2My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;
 3Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.
 4But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.
Knowing that that caused her to suffer didn't distract her from the work being done within her. She continued on., everyday believing and everyday living to perfect her soul and prove herself worthy to one day stand in the presence of her Lord and Saviour.

Sister Vickie was not left alone in her struggles. The Lord was with her and comforted her from time to time. Over the years she had received prophecies that had lead her to believe that life for her would be long. The Lord also blessed her with beautiful dreams. One such dream is extremely comforting to Janaun. Her mother had dreamed of a white home with a lovely green yard. Playing on this lovely green grass were her two grandchildren. One of these children was a girl of about 8 years old. Her mother told her that the little girl was just like Waco (Janauns husband) but that she had curly hair, just not as curly as Janauns. Then there was that little boy. A little boy of about 3 that reminded her so much of her son Brett. She said she watched these children play leap frog on this beautiful green lawn and she thought to herself "Things just aren't as bad as I thought they would be."  This was no ordinary dream. At the time of the dream the Pfisters lived in a home with no green grass and her daughter was three years shy of having their first grandchild. That grandchild was a girl and indeed she is like her father with resemblance of her mothers hair and approximately five years later a son that is very much like his uncle Brett. The Pfisters did move into that white house with the lovely green lawn.  Sister Vickie talked of this dream often. It gave her and her family such great comfort. Janaun also mentioned that her mother had dreams of being delivered of this tumor. Janaun also had dreams of her mother being healed. It wasn't a question of if the Lord would heal her of her tumor but more a question of when.

We don't always understand the things the Lord is conveying to us at the time but the peace and comfort of the Lord that can not be spoken is always felt and remembered. The Lord and his ways are perfect.



Sister Vickie Pfister part one
Sister Vickie Pfister part three
Sister Vickie Pfister part four
Sister Vickie Pfister part five
Sister Vickie Pfister part six

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Sister Vickie Pfister part one

Getting to know the Pfisters.


I'm amazed how the Lord has allowed me to get to know the family of Sister Vickie Pfister. Her story is amazing in every way. It's one of healing, mercy, grace, obedience and love. I have decided to write her story in sections. There is just to many important details. Details that have there place in this story. I can't possibly condense this into one page. Sister Vickie and her family deserve far more than a page of my time. She truly has left a legacy for her family and brethren.

I met the Pfister family in January. I was introduced to them through my dear friend Susan Fisher. Susan stayed with me here in Oklahoma a couple of days before and after her niece Savannah's wedding. When I asked who Savannah was marring she pulled up Bret's website on the computer and introduced me to him, his family and the brethren there. He is absolutely so very talented with video by the way. We sat and watched nearly all these videos that Bret had made. Some where funny. Some were crazy. Some were very adventurous and lively. I was able to see the brethren from Montrose, Colorado in these videos as well as the Pfister family. Through these videos I saw their enthusiasm for life and for God. I seen their bond with each other as family, friends and brethren. I fell in love with this group of brethren that I had never actually met before. I told Susan how I loved this Pfister family and these Montrose brethren. I told her how I felt if I ever met them I would probably make a fool of myself because in my mind I already knew and loved them. In truth they had never met me and I in all actuality had not met them. Yet I loved them.

By divine intervention, in my opinion, I came to be friends with Janaun Melvin. She is the daughter of Sister Vickie Pfister. As I came to know her through facebook and my blogs I realized that she was apart of this lovely family. I knew God was working. Janaun is now one of my very dear friends. I have yet to meet her face to face and have only recently talked to her on the phone for the first time. She is my modern day pen pale. No pen and paper here only a computer and facebook as our means of communication. Janaun had read this blog. She messaged me about the story of her beloved mother. It wasn't the first I had heard of Sister Vickie but until that moment I hadn't related the stories I heard from Sister Susan to this family. God had once again sent me a story for this blog. This has not been an easy story to research or gather. The Lord has reminded me several times that all things are in his time. After several months of talking to Janaun and gathering her and her mothers story through journals, pictures and a 4.5 hour long conversation on the phone, I finally had all the pieces. It was the day before the anniversary of her passing that the phone conversation took place. I was overwhelmed by the way in which God works and to boot it was only a few days from Mothers Day. I was sure that this story of Sister Vickie would be published on Mother's Day but the Lord kept the words from me. No words, nothing, just a blank mind.

I didn't understand but none the less I tried. When God is not in it it doesn't work very well does it. Lessons I guess I need to learn. This blog is indeed for all who want to read about faith but it was started to help me personally. I need faith. I need to know my brethren, all my brethren. I need to be obedient to my Lord and Saviour. So I'm learning. It takes time. It's not my time but his. I have to wait for his words and for his spirit. He is laying before me a path that I must follow. I'm afraid if I step out of this path this blog will become an awful shamble. It would not be blessed by my Lord and therefore not be a blessing or of service to anyone including myself. So please dear reader be patient. The Lord is giving me stories in His time. He is also giving me life long dear friends. Friends that are more like family. I'm sure we will hear more about this family's faith on future posts. I'm terribly thankful and blessed for the Lord to allow me such people in my life. So here's to this lovely family and their beautiful dear wife and mother Sister Vickie.  Thank you Lord for such a great example as she.



Pictured from left to right
Lance Pfister, Autumn Melvin, Larry Pfister, Vickie Pfister, Janaun Melvin, Waco Melvin, Brett Pfister.
 This was the Pfisters last family photo.
On the day this picture was taken Janaun and Waco had just announced that they were expecting.
Not seen in this photo is Jonathan Melvin.




Sister Vickie Pfister part two
Sister Vickie Pfister part three
Sister Vickie Pfister part four
Sister Vickie Pfister part five
Sister Vickie Pfister part six