A man came to our home, and while he was here, he told me that he had been diagnosed with “aggressive leukemia” and was on his way to the doctor later that day. I asked if I could put my hand on him and pray for recovery and restoration; he agreed. I took authority over the leukemia in the likeness of Jesus the Christ, and the man left for the doctors appointment. He came over a few months later and told me that he had gone to the doctor; when the test results came back they showed that “the leukemia seemed to have subsided”. Praise God!