Chauncey Crandall Story

Chauncey Crandall IV, M.D., F.A.C.C., practices interventional, vascular, and transplant cardiology. He is head of the Cardiac Transplant Program at Florida's Palm Beach Cardiovascular Clinic.

Here is Chauncey’s story:   

Dr. Crandall was born and raised in Virginia just outside of Washington D.C. He comes from seven generations of ministers, some of which helped birth religious freedom within the New World. God revealed Himself early on in Dr. Crandall’s life when he was just six-years-old attending a gospel service being held in a local barn. The hymn, Onward Christian Soldiers, began to play, and Dr. Crandall remembers feeling the presence of God for the first time. “It sent chills up my body,” he said. However, for many years he ran from God but was brought back to Him at the age of 19 in Togo, West Africa, when he was financially abandoned on an anthropology trip with his college.

“It was kind of a desperate situation,” he said. “The professor ran off with all of our money and I was left alone in a country I had never been to before. I had never been out of the United States, and I was in cultural shock having to navigate through the area without money and by myself.”

Dr. Crandall remembers being on his knees crying out to the Lord in a brothel bar to save his soul. Around the same time, his future wife was praying that he would get born again on his trip. “We were dating at the time, but she had been praying and fasting for me for a year that I would come to know the Lord,” he said.

Dr. Crandall believes her prayers were effective. While in the brothel bar, he recalls looking up to see a world map above the bar cabinets split in two. The New World was on the left and the Old World was on the right. He took this to be a sign from God, confirming that the old man needed to be split from the new man who was now in Christ Jesus. Dr. Crandall accepted Christ as his Lord and Savior and was born again!

At the age of 27, while attending medical school, Dr. Crandall found himself in the middle of the Communist Revolution on the island of Grenada in the British West Indies. “It was kind of exciting to be there. There were gunships all over the place,” he said. It was at this time that the Lord stressed the importance of water baptism. “We were going to a small Berean African-Caribbean church,” he said. “It was really on my heart to be baptized, and it was an important moment in my life as a believer.” In a small Caribbean cove with African brothers and sisters in Christ, Dr. Crandall was water baptized as Russian/Cuban gunships patrolled the shoreline. 


Dr. Crandall and his wife, Deborah, were married in 1978 and currently reside in Palm Beach, Florida. They have two sons, Christian Pierce and Chadwick Baxter. In 2000, Chadwick Baxter became ill with leukemia, and that year proved to be a big turning point in Dr. Crandall’s life. When his son became ill, Dr. Crandall knew as a physician and scientist that his son’s disease could not be beaten, and that he needed to run after Jesus.

“I didn’t know how to pray, I didn’t know how to fast, I didn’t know how to pray for healing and I didn’t believe in deliverance at that point in my Christian walk. I never saw anyone delivered,” he said. “I had no one to hang with me; no one who believed in the outpouring of healing. All of the churches I went to where I lived didn’t believe in it.”

Dr. Crandall strongly believed in the healing power of God and kept proclaiming the word of God over his son’s life even though he didn’t understand it. “I had to go that walk by myself. I read the Bible all day. I would consume it for hours crying out to God, ‘Bring someone to me that believes,’ he said. “Finally, after three months I went to my wife and said, ‘No one believes.’ I can’t find anyone that believes in the word of God anymore.”

Deborah encouraged him to go and listen to a minister who was speaking in his area, and when Dr. Crandall went to the service, he was amazed at what he saw. “People were slain in the Spirit. I had never seen it. Everything he talked about concerning healing, I had been studying in the Bible, and he was right on,” he said. “People started dropping. I wanted to get up and walk out of the church, but I heard the Lord say, ‘Stay, this is for your son.”

After that service, Dr. Crandall went to the altar for prayer and received a touch of the Holy Spirit. When the visiting minister prayed for him, Dr. Crandall says the power of God hit him like he had never known, and an aggressive boldness for the gospel and for saving souls overtook him. Afterwards, the Lord became more real to Dr. Crandall and his family, and he realized they would be okay with Chad’s illness.

“First, I had to believe He was real. Second, I had to believe in the Word of God. Third, I had to believe that miracles could happen. Fourth, I had to believe that deliverance was real,” he said. “Finally, at the very end, the Lord said, ‘Now just praise me.”

Four years later Chad went to be with the Lord. As a result, Dr. Crandall prayed and asked the Lord for a million souls for His kingdom. “I said, ‘Father God, I plant the seed of my dead child in the ground for a million soul harvest,’ he said. ‘You give it to me, Lord, and I’ll bring them in.’ That was my prayer. My family and I made a decision to run to the Lord and not from Him. ”Like Job who lost all of his children and still trusted God, the death of Chad drove Dr. Crandall to the Lord and God blessed him abundantly in ministry.

Dr. Crandall "First, He Brought a Dead Man Back to Life — Not With Medicine, But With Prayer"

Yet that was just the beginning of the story... Now, his candid, true account will help bring you more fully to life, too... Jeff Markin was a dead man. In fact, he was officially declared dead at 8:05 a.m. in a Florida hospital emergency room. The date was Oct. 20, 2006. Only 53 years old, Markin was a big, burly, ordinary guy, a mechanic by trade. And not a religious man by any means.

Heart specialist Dr. Chauncey Crandall was attending to his patients when he was summoned to the ER, but he knew his presence on the scene was not only a last resort — but also most likely a lost cause. Jeff Markin's heart rhythm had flat lined with cardiac arrest from a massive heart attack. A full 40 minutes had come and gone since his heart beat last. His pupils were fixed and dilated — he'd been "down" too long. By the time Dr. Crandall arrived at the emergency room, Markin's heart had already been shocked six times with the defibrillator. Just to make sure, his non-beating heart received a seventh shock, also to no avail. Rounds of medications and other efforts had all failed to revive the patient.

Markin's lips, fingers, and toes had literally turned black with death from a lack of oxygen.  There was no doubt — he was dead.  After Markin died, nearly everyone left the room. Nobody wants to remain around the smells and specter of death. While a nurse prepared Jeff Markin's lifeless body for the morgue, Crandall remained in the room to write up his final report. Then, once he completed his paperwork, Dr. Crandall headed toward the door to return to his own patients. Standing in the door's threshold, however, he was overcome with a strong feeling. I had a deep-seated sense that God wanted him to turn around and pray for Markin. At first, Dr. Crandall — a man of science — was somewhat reluctant, even embarrassed. He felt foolish. But the request from God came to Crandall again, even more compelling this time.

So he felt called to heed the message. As Dr. Crandall put it, he felt like "God's intercom." And even though the words Crandall said came through him, he had no sense of devising them — they poured from him of their own accord. "Father God," Crandall prayed, "I cry out for this man's soul. If he does not know You as his Lord and Savior, raise him from the dead now, in Jesus' name." Then another strange thing happened. Involuntarily, Crandall's right arm shot up in a gesture of prayer and praise. At that moment, the ER doctor came back into the room and Crandall ordered him to give Markin what seemed like one more useless shock from the defibrillator.

At first reluctant, the doctor finally did as Crandall asked, and applied the defibrillator. Immediately, the machine registered a perfect heartbeat. Jeff Markin started breathing on his own; his black, cyanotic toes and fingers twitched. Soon, he began to mumble. Jeff Markin had returned from the dead and Dr. Chauncey Crandall would never be the same again.


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