A life-limiting diagnosis, or even the ever-present dark cloud of a life-threatening food allergy, can be devastating for those affected.
“Sickness can happen to anyone. The only thing we control is our perspective while in that season,” Mouser said. “To know God as healer, you must first need healing beyond what modern medicine can achieve.”
Mouser’s journey to find a cure led him to many doctors and specialists with whom he consulted, only to be prescribed medication to help him cope — not the solutions he sought. Throughout his fight to live, his faith was being tested. Would God give him the strength to recover? Did God even care?
Then, in an unexpected way, God healed him.
The Battle for Healing contrasts the ugliness of illness with the beauty of God’s healing power, which Mouser called “a genuine miracle.”
He writes:The book was birthed out of the darkest season of my life having being given no hope of an answer in my new sickness. The biggest reason I felt to write this book is some healings come instantly some have to be fought for. I want the fighters to know never give up. There is an answer and healing for them. We just have to be willing to listen to his pathway.
I played Jesus in an Easter play then the next week my spleen ruptured So I began to bleed out internally. Through a series of divine events I was rushed to the hospital by ambulance for emergency surgery. Although spared the journey was just beginning. My body began to reject smells, fumes, certain foods, and ingredients. I would get disabling migraines when these reactions occurred. They lasted 24 hours to 48 hours. The medicine that worked was morphine. Of course you can’t live life on that medication the specialists had no answers why this was taking place. They gave me a medication that would keep the pain down so I could at least be alert and function but limited me to amount due to the damaging side effects to liver. I had to resign my career job at Toyota and was a home maker while my wife worked to provide for us. She came to me one day and let me know she was pregnant with our first born. We both wept wondering whether I be alive to see him or watch him grow up. This nightmare went on for close to 3 years then it took a fast down turn. I was in a subway restaurant when blood began to pour out of mouth and nose. I ran to the bathroom to try and stop it but was unsuccessful. I called 911 and ran back into the restaurant for help. When the paramedics got there I had lost a substantial amount of blood they were able to stop the bleeding. They recommended me to go to the hospital. I actually went home. I was so angry I was so mad at God. I was tired of fighting. I was done. I remember sitting on my couch when I got home I said, I ran for 25 years from a pastoral calling and I have surrendered for nearly a decade to you God now this is life I get to live. I’m glad I ran I actually was living before I gave my life to you. I heard him speak directly to me in that moment. He said, “John, you are in a battle for your life you better get up, fast and pray for your life. You are letting the devil beat your brains in.”
I began to fast, pray and fight as he suggested to come out of this dark, depressing, isolating season. I had a group that would pray for me daily. I would message the group anytime I was sick which happened at least 20 times a month. My mentor was getting ready to go to the Dallas area to plant a church. He helped me through my bitterness and resentment towards God during these 3 years. God told me one day when I was home sick, “Pack your family up and go help him.” This was ridiculous to me. I couldn’t even mow my grass let alone get a job and keep it. My wife was 7 months pregnant so they know she would only work a month or so at best. I rejected the word for weeks. It kept coming back to me so I sent out some resumes, a guy actually called me we did a interview. He asked me are you sick or have anything going on I should know about. I lied straight to his face and said no sir. He hired me and in spite of all the people who said we were idiots for leaving while I was under specialist supervision and treatment as soon as I got there God healed me. He said, “John just like I told the lady your faith has made you well!”
John Mouser, former alcoholic, addict and prisoner now resides in Rochester, MN. John has been married to his dream wife Christine for 7 years, with son Deacon Bentley and new addition, daughter Paisley Faith. Also a public speaker, Mouser has addressed audiences that have included middle school students, support groups, the incarcerated and youth organizations. His message is from a heart of compassion to help others in a journey of overcoming sin and finding true, lasting freedom in Christ Jesus. He is currently enrolled in a Bible college to become an ordained minister.
For more information, visit www.johnmouser.org.
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