The morning of February 8, 2006, Carol Dupree answered her door in Norfolk, England. Her son-in-law, Ashley Terradez, stood there. Over his shoulder she saw her daughter, Carlie, waiting in the car with three-year-old Hannah in her arms.
A few minutes earlier, they had dropped off Hannah’s two older brothers, Zach and Josh. The boys were to stay with Grandpa and Grandma while Mom and Dad took Hannah to the Great Ormond Street Children’s Hospital in London.
After three agonizing years, death was reaching out to claim little Hannah. She would not be the first child to die in the Dupree family, nor in the Terradez clan. In fact, childhood death seemed to have followed both families for generations. Even worse, it now threatened Hannah.
They had become born-again believers, casting their hope entirely on Jesus Christ. The family believed in a God of miracles. They believed God could heal Hannah, but they didn’t know if He would.
A familiar dread churned in Carol’s stomach. Not again, Lord. Please, not Hannah! She was almost unable to speak. “Why have you returned?” she asked Ashley.
“It’s going to be a long trip to the hospital,” he explained. “I have no CD player in the car. Do you happen to have any tapes we could listen to on the way?”
Carol thought for a moment. This was the Digital Age. Tapes were almost obsolete. But in her mind, she visualized a few tapes that lay in the back of a utility drawer. “Yes, in fact, I do have a few old tapes,” she said. “I’ll get them for you.”
Over the years, Andrew and his partners have given away millions of free teaching tapes. This healing journey begins with one of those tapes, titled “Your New Identity in Christ,” shipped in 1990 to England. After being passed around, it landed in a drawer in the home of new converts, Barrie and Carol Dupree.
It lay silently in that drawer for nearly fifteen years, waiting for this day, when it would finally emerge to fulfill its destiny. As they drove toward London, Ashley and Carlie listened. They were at the end of their rope, the very end.
Their three-year-old daughter Hannah had failed to thrive from the day she was born. She would suck briefly from a bottle and then projectile vomit. She slept constantly and would be taken by sudden high temperatures. After spending her first week in the hospital, all Ashley and Carlie could do was take her home, wake her every two hours, and try to get her to accept the minimum of nutrition.
Weaning never happened. At ten months Hannah choked, gagged, vomited, and turned blue at any kind of food thicker than puree form. She woke constantly with inconsolable tummy pain. She had little energy and quickly grew listless.
After a year, doctors at the children’s hospital in London confirmed a diagnosis. Hannah had a rare autoimmune disease called eosinophilic enteropathy, which meant her body built up allergies to every type of food. Nearly all foods were attacked by her immune system and then rejected by her body.
She was in tremendous pain and losing weight rapidly. As time went by, she became allergic to protein itself. She lost control of her bowels and bladder. Her condition was the worst the doctors had ever seen. The evil of this disorder was appalling.
There was no known cure, only a radical survival method: a feeding tube. After a second year of the disease, as a last resort, doctors agreed to insert a tube into her stomach. She was fed an amino acid formula containing no protein and no known allergens. Everywhere she went she had to be attached to a pump, and the pump had to be meticulously sterilized and reloaded every few hours. Housed in a child’s backpack, this pump would be her burden to carry for the rest of her life.
Apparently, that would not be long. They were returning to the hospital in London because her body had begun to reject the amino acid formula—her last medical hope. The telltale symptoms of pain, screaming, vomiting, and diarrhea had returned.
As they listened to Andrew’s tape in the car, Carlie looked down at her exhausted daughter asleep in her arms. She heard Andrew say they had already received healing in the atonement of Jesus Christ. “By His stripes we were healed.” Past tense. It was a done deal.
Hannah wore clothes made for a nine-month-old infant. In three years of life, her body weight had never even reached the crisis level on the doctor’s growth chart. If Hannah was already healed, Carlie was determined to somehow enter into that reality.
Andrew said God had given believers the authority to resist Satan, command healing, and rebuke symptoms. Carlie brushed little Hannah’s head. Her once fiery red hair had grown a dull color, and clumps of it fell out in her hand. She grew angry at this evil disease and determined that if what Andrew said was true, she would pursue it with all of her heart for the sake of her little girl.
Their backs to the wall, the words on the tape found fertile ground in their hearts. Ashley agreed with her completely.
By the time the old tape finished playing in that car, Ashley and Carlie had heard the nearly-too-good-to-be-true news that God wanted Hannah well! He not only could heal her, He would, and He already had! They had never heard those words in their lives before, and after hearing them for the first time, a burst of new hope arose in their hearts. Together they grabbed hold of that teaching like a life vest thrown to a drowning victim.
They rewound the tape and played it again.
At the hospital, the staff did their best to make Hannah comfortable. Meanwhile, Ashley searched the internet for Andrew Wommack’s website. He found it and could not believe the treasure of teaching he could access for free. He downloaded every MP3 teaching available onto his iPod and began renewing his mind. Carlie did the same.
“We’d never heard Scripture revealed so clearly and simply,” says Carlie, recalling that special time. “The Word took root in our hearts and became more real to us than what the doctors were saying.”
For five weeks Hannah stayed in the hospital. Carlie stayed with her, relieved at times by Grandpa and Grandma Terradez. Ashley traveled back and forth, fulfilling business obligations. Always, wherever he went, he listened to more teaching from Andrew and shared it with Carlie.
One night, as Carlie put Hannah to bed at the hospital, she joined her for their usual bedtime prayer. The boys repeated the words after Mommy and Daddy, but not Hannah. She always insisted on praying in her own words. “Dear Jesus,” she said, “thank You for loving me and for healing me. Keep Zachary and Joshua and Mommy and Daddy safe. Amen.”
Suddenly, Carlie heard her daughter for the first time. In childlike faith, little Hannah had been praying a profound truth all along. She had always thanked Jesus for healing her. Past tense. A done deal. A thrill of faith swept over Carlie. The manifestation of the healing that was already accomplished in Jesus was surely just around the corner for Hannah.
“The next time Andrew is in England,” Carlie said to Ashley, “we will go see him—whatever it takes.”
With sudden inspiration, Ashley returned to Andrew’s website. He searched his speaking schedule and could hardly believe his eyes. Andrew was to begin a conference at Charis Bible College in Walsall, England, the very next day! And, as if to confirm God’s timing, the doctors approached them and suggested that they take Hannah home. They felt this would give her a much-needed break from the poking, needles, and testing.
As they all packed into the car, Ashley turned to his wife and said, “Carlie, we have never heard any teacher who is so positive, that it is always God’s will to heal. Everyone else tells us sometimes God does not heal. Andrew rejects this, and now, so do I. When Andrew prays for Hannah, I believe she will be healed.”
“I agree 100 percent,” Carlie replied.
“Once at the conference,” Carlie recalls, “we kept waiting for an opportunity to get prayer for Hannah.” On the third and final day of the conference, Hannah showed signs of great distress. The vomiting, diarrhea, tummy pain, and screaming became intolerable. Ashley and Carlie fought a battle against discouragement. Either Hannah received healing on this last day, or she would more than likely die.
As they sat in the morning session, Hannah was in so much pain that Carlie had to take her to the back room designated for mothers and babies. She watched helplessly as her suffering child screamed and writhed on the floor. The other mothers assumed it was an unrestrained tantrum and took their children out, leaving her nearly alone.
Ashley rejoined her and they talked about leaving and going home. Keeping Hannah there was just too disruptive for the other people.
Just when they were about to give up, however, God sent help. Lesley Decker, the Charis Bible College-U.K. director’s wife, happened to come into the room. With Hannah screaming in pain, she began ministering to Carlie and Ashley. As Lesley prayed, Hannah fell into a deep sleep, providing welcome relief for everyone. Lesley promised them that she would return to the room with Andrew, and he would pray for Hannah.
When the session ended, Andrew and Jamie arrived. They first listened to Carlie and Ashley tell the entire story of Hannah’s illness.
“After hearing it, he told us that healing Hannah was a ‘piece of cake’ for Jesus and that all we needed to do was believe it and agree with him in prayer,” recalls Ashley. With Andrew’s expression of confidence, Ashley felt his faith rise and his unbelief and discouragement leave.
Andrew began by quietly taking authority over Satan, telling him he had to leave, and then he commanded Hannah’s body to stop attacking food and to be well. The Terradezes hung on every word of his simple prayer, agreeing completely with God’s promises to them. Andrew told Carlie and Ashley that their faith must now be proven—they needed to “walk out” what they just said they believed.
When Andrew and Jamie left, Hannah continued to sleep for another thirty minutes. This gave Ashley and Carlie time to discuss what they should do to “walk out” the healing she had just received.
Another mother had remained in the room with them during the prayer. She took a picture of Hannah as she slept after Andrew left. Together they discussed the kinds of mild foods they might feed Hannah to ease her body back toward a normal diet. After such severe deprivation, a sudden intake of the wrong kind of food could kill her. They wanted to act in faith, but they also wanted to be wise.
Hannah awoke. She was completely calm. Ashley bent over her. “Hannah, while you were asleep, Jesus healed you.”
Without hesitation, she brightened and said, “Then I want to go to McDonald’s!”
Carlie looked at Ashley dumbfounded. “She’s always been ahead of us in faith,” she said.
Hannah’s five-year-old brother Zachary piped up, “Now that Hannah’s healed, she won’t need her tube anymore.”
To that, Hannah added, “Yeah, and I can eat anything I want now!”
That settled it. Carlie promptly unplugged Hannah’s feeding tube. She took the bag of costly medicines that had been used hour-by-hour to sustain her life, and hid them away.
Unable to find a McDonald’s, the family went to a Kentucky Fried Chicken instead. That afternoon, Hannah ate chicken nuggets, ice cream, yogurt, cheese, chocolate, and fruit juice—something from nearly every food group!
As Ashley watched her eat, he could hardly contain his excitement. He sent a text message to his mother, Linda, in Essex, England: “Praise God. Hannah was healed…She has been eating like a trooper…Jesus has healed her 100 percent. Just like the Word tells us so! First Peter 2:24.”
After the meal, the Terradez family got back in the car to return to the final evening session of the conference. They were bouncing with excitement and divine energy. They would testify before the group that it is always God’s will to heal, and all we have to do is believe and take our authority in Christ.
But suddenly, a terrible sound sent a shiver of fear through everyone in the car. From her safety chair in the rear seat, Hannah began to gag and cough. This familiar sound was an absolute precursor, always leading to vomiting, violent pain, and diarrhea! Her brothers began to duck for cover.
In only a moment, Ashley remembered Andrew’s teaching about not speaking to God about a problem but speaking to the problem about God. He turned in his seat and said, “Choking, gagging, in the name of Jesus, I command you to stop!”
A calm settled over Hannah. She swallowed and stopped choking. The boys emerged from hiding. In another moment, she was laughing and playing with her brothers again.
In the days ahead, this scene was repeated once more with the same result.
From the day in Walsall when Carlie disconnected the feeding tube, it has never been used again. Nor have they used any of the expensive medicines that had once been so necessary for Hannah’s survival.
When Hannah was brought back to the children’s hospital, the doctors had no explanation for the incredible transformation in her. She ate anything she wanted, was symptom free, and started to gain weight. Her hair color was returning, her eyes sparkled, and she had boundless energy. They could find nothing at all wrong with her. Even her blood tested perfectly.
After nine months of healthy eating, they finally appointed a day to remove the feeding tube from her tummy. As she slept peacefully in a hospital bed, they shook their heads and wrote “Perfect!” across her medical report. They call her the “miracle girl” to this day.
Once they began to understand their authority in Jesus, Ashley and Carlie never looked back. They returned to their home and sold it. They moved to Walsall to attend Charis Bible College and immerse themselves in the truth that had made all the difference for Hannah.
The ripple effect on the two extended families has been equally profound. Barrie and Carol Dupree; as well as Ashley’s parents, Daniel and Linda Terradez; have sold homes and businesses to move to Walsall where they all attend CBC and marinate in the life-changing Word of God.
Whenever they are able to tell this story, Ashley and Carlie take time to thank all the partners of Andrew Wommack Ministries for helping make this miracle possible. It was their gifts that made free tapes, CDs, and ministry through the website available to those who need it. They also are deeply grateful to those who support the vision and work of Charis Bible Colleges around the world. “Without access to that truth, taught with such clarity, we may never have known it for ourselves.”
So where did this healing journey begin? It began with a partner who gave in 1990, enabling that free tape, “Your New Identity in Christ,” to be duplicated and sent to England. This tape waited like a seed, discarded in a drawer until the day it emerged to set in motion this powerful series of events.
Only heaven will reveal how many friends and partners share in the harvest of the Word of God through this ministry.
Meet Hannah for yourself, and her wonderful family, in our Healing Journeys, Volume 1 DVD, just released by Andrew Wommack Ministries. While filming in November 2007, Stephen Bransford, the producer, was told that Hannah often made up songs to Jesus. But when he tried to capture her singing, she became shy and clammed up. When Carlie asked if she would please sing one of her songs for the camera, Hannah replied in a whisper, “No, Mommy, these songs are just for Jesus.”