OUR STORY

A STORY OF GRACE-

AND GODS HEALING POWER 

by Anna Doroshenko

I cannot pass up the opportunity to share about the grace of God that our family witnessed when our daughter was miraculously healed — an experience that forever changed our lives.

“My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” — 2 Corinthians 12:9

In 2022, our little girl, Grace, just two and a half years old, came down with a fever that would not subside for seven days. What was first dismissed as a seasonal virus turned out to be hepatitis A. Because she was so young and fragile, her recovery would take nearly an entire year.

That year was the first time in our marriage when my husband and I truly understood sleepless nights. Every night, one of us fell asleep by her crib, holding her tiny hand and praying over her body. We paced the floors for hours, cradling her in our arms. The nights were long and heavy, and at times, we could feel our strength slipping away.

Grace’s body was covered in sores, and she itched endlessly because her liver could no longer properly filter her blood. Her bedsheets were stained with blood. I watched her nails shed three separate times that year. Each time I brushed her hair, clumps came out — some strands had even turned gray. Psoriasis covered her scalp, and when the layers peeled away, more hair came with them.

We prayed. We sought help from multiple medical providers, and I remain deeply thankful for each one. I poured myself into supporting her healing — focusing on her gut and liver, filling our shelves with vitamins and herbs. I followed a strict diet plan, eliminated every food her body reacted to, and even gave her gentle retention coffee enemas. (Yes, it’s possible with a two-and-a-half-year-old — as long as you let them watch something fun on your phone.)

I spent hundreds of dollars on ointments and creams, searching desperately for relief. That season pushed me into making my own tallow-based remedies, born out of necessity — the beginning of something I never expected would bless others too.

Still, fear came often. There were nights I thought my little girl might not survive. But God worked on my heart daily. Through tears, He taught me what it meant to fully surrender my child to His will — no matter the outcome, no matter the cost.

“Cast all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.” — 1 Peter 5:7

And only when I fully surrendered her to Jesus, did everything begin to change. The change didn’t seem like much outwardly — we were still battling for her health, still praying — but the shift came with the peace that filled our home. I knew then that God had her in His hands and that He would not let her go.

“Heal me, Lord, and I will be healed.” — Jeremiah 17:14

Today, Grace is healed. Her skin is clear, her laughter fills our home, and her energy is radiant. She is living proof of God’s mercy and power.

“From His fullness we have all received grace upon grace.” — John 1:16

Our family walks differently now — softer, more grateful, and more aware that heaven truly visits earth. Jesus came into our home, and we will never be the same.

Epilogue

Looking back now, I can see how every piece of this story was guided by God. What felt like a breaking season was actually the beginning of something new — a deepening of faith, a reshaping of our family, and the opening of a door I didn’t even know to knock on.

Cow Kissed was God’s tender answer to my long-held prayer for a way to be home, to nurture my children, and to support my family in a meaningful way. It is inseparable from Grace’s story, from her healing, and from the grace God poured over our home during that year.

Today, every jar I pour reminds me of where this began: a sick little girl held through long nights, parents praying without ceasing, and a God who remained faithful.

“Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine…” — Ephesians 3:20

May this business always be a reflection of that faithfulness. May every product carry a piece of our testimony. And may all glory go to the One who healed, who provided, and who never once left our side.

Anna 🫶🏼