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My leg hurt so badly from pinched nerves that my stomach hurt. I asked another believer for prayer and I was instantly healed and continue to be healed. Thanks for sharing this, Tricia, Walkertown, NC
Lillian got healed!
Last night at Shane's place, Lillian came up to me and told me that her side was hurting. She showed me where and said that everytime she put pressure there it was painful. So I had her put her hand where the pain was and then I laid my hand on top. We prayed and told the pain that it needed to leave her body in the name of Jesus Christ. When we were done I told her to press on her side. When she did, she turned to me and her eyes got really big. She then proceeded to raise her voice to say that it "dudn't hurt"! :) She immedietly ran into the other room looking for Shane and said "Daddy, Daddy...We prayed and it doesn't hurt. We prayed and it doesn't hurt".
This is a video I took a few minutes afterwards. :)
Child like believing at it's best! God is good...ALWAYS!
My Testimony of God’s Guiding Light
by Jai Murphy-Hennessey on Friday, 10 June 2011 at 11:03
This Friday, 20th May 2011, I enter hospital in order to have an 8 hour operation to remove a cancerous tumour at the entrance to my stomach situated in my Oesophagus. The "thing" has remained situated in that same position and has not spread, and the surgical team are confident that they can remove it, completely.
As I am.
On first contact with the team, I informed them that I had handed them all over into the protective and all knowing guidance and council of Father during the time I will be in their hands before, during and after the operation. They did thank me for that.
I have absolute complete confidence and trust in God to deliver me and to have an exceedingly speedy recovery.
My God has a lot more work for me to do yet.
The note above is a statement that I had made to a couple of my brothers prior to entering the hospital for the procedure.
As you can probably imagine, I don’t know a lot about what happened during the eight or so hours that I was in the Operating Room. My earliest recollection after was waking up in the ICU with four tubes sticking out my body, and various needles inserted into veins in my arms.
I spent one and one half days in the ICU and was then transferred to the post operation ward to be taken care of along with 12 other recovering patients during my recovery.
Needless to say I was in pain and found it very hard to get to sleep, but of course, bless them, the ward nurses and sisters there helped tremendously. They do not like to see anyone in pain when there are ways to relieve it at hand.
I was told by the surgeons that it would take anything up to four weeks, with a minimum of approximately 20 days before I would be considered in a condition to return home. Providing of course that there were no complication
Prior to this I was put through all types of scans to help determine where exactly the cancerous tumour was, and specifically if it had spread to any other parts of my body. In an interview with said team after the scans were complete, the professor, head surgeon, informed me that although they were pretty certain it hadn’t spread, she did warn me that there were a lot of times when they did go to operate on patients that it was an entirely different situation when they went in, and they found that they had to alter the procedure they thought they were going to do to fit what they found.
For instance, the lad in the bed next to me went for the same operation I did after about three months of chemotherapy, and they found when they went in that they had to remove his entire stomach because the cancer had spread.
Well, recovery was going really, I mean exceptionally well. The nursing staff and the doctors were constantly telling me that, during their daily rounds.
On the seventh day after the surgery, the drain in my left side began to leak quite a lot of body fluid. Not so much that they were overly concerned, but the sister told me that one of the surgeons would be doing the rounds the next day and he would have a look at it.
Sure enough at about 08.30 the following morning he introduced himself as Dr. Dan, one of the two surgeons who had operated on me and that he would come back to me within the hour to fix this. Asking me at the same time if it was all right with me if he had someone else with him when he returned, of course I said yes.
He came back about an hour later with a lady whom he introduced as the senior OR sister, Beverley, who had been in charge of the nursing staff during my operation, and she wanted to meet me while I was in an awake condition.
While we were chatting, mainly she was asking questions of me, commenting on the paperwork that was on my bed, my MFC daily log which I had been making notes in, and what I did for a living. She really was quite intrigued at my responses to her questions. I had completely forgotten about the doctor who was working on my drain beside me. Until I heard him make this comment.
“I have never seen anything like that before in my life”.
My immediate response was “Oh my God. What on earth have I done wrong here, have I broken it?”
“No, not you” he said, “it’s what we found when we got in to remove the tumour” He went silent.
“What?” my mind instantly went back to what the professor had said about finding other things wrong sometimes when they got in to do the surgery, “What went wrong, what did you have to do, had it spread, did you get all of it?”
“Easy Jai, it’s OK. Kind of hard to explain though”.
“But you will try? Please”
“It’s Ok; nothing went wrong, just the opposite really. In doing things like this we have to look extremely carefully that we are cutting out all of the cancerous flesh that is there, being as certain as we can be that we get all of it. We had no problem with you; this is what I had never seen before. It was like it was marked out for us. You know, cut along the dotted line. But it wasn’t a dotted line; it was a light, like a silver marker around where we had to cut. Even when we cut through a piece in order to continue behind it on to the next, the light, it was still there. All through the operation until the light went, at what the professor said would be her last incision that was when it faded and disappeared and we knew we were finished. We had it all. We were done.”
I couldn’t speak.
I am not even going to attempt to describe to you the look on his face, nor why there were tears on Beverley’s face and on mine.
(On first contact with the team, I informed them that I had handed them all over into the protective andall knowing guidance and council of Father, during the time I will be in their hands before, during and after the operation.
They did thank me for that.)
(I was told by the surgeons that it would take anything up to four weeks, with a minimum of approximately 20 days before I would be considered in a condition to return home.)
Eleven days after the operation I left the hospital, with their permission of course, because the team considered me fit and healthy enough to do the rest of my recuperation at home in the care of my beloved Family.
At home now, I continue to replace any weight I lost, pain is down to a minimum, and I am again in full working order, and ready and able to continue with my service to Him.
Glory to God in All of His Majesty
Thank you Dad, from your Loving son. Love & Hugs...Jai
28 June at 14:52 · UPDATE: This morning I went for my first physical since the operation. The surgeon put me through a complete examination ect. His conclusion was that if he did not know me, and was not aware that I had the op. just over a month ago he would swear that I had had it six or seven month ago. The progress of my healing was tremendous. Yea God. Love & Hugs...Jai
God has blessed me many times in my life....
One of the most interesting occasions was about two years ago.
It had been a while since I had been to Fellowship, purely for driving distance considerations. I had recently become a flight attendant and was sent out to Washington, DC to work and live.... and that was a long way from home.
So, I began to get very lonely... and after about two months of not seeing anyone I knew, I asked our Father to send me a friend.
Promptly a week later, I was called off reserve to take an immediate flight out of Dulles, VA. On the plane, I'm in a big rush, trying to clean up the last flights mess, while passengers are boarding, and I hardly noticed who was coming on.
Then in the air, I start down the aisle with the beverage cart, and I see a familiar face! Im thinking, and thinking, trying to remember where I'd seen the girl, about my age, before... and Bam! I remember! We'd never been formally introduced, but I first saw Alicia about 6 years prior to that at a youth sleepover in the CFFM basement.
We spent a good deal of the short flight chatting... when I should of been doing other stuff.. hehe... and then about a month later we both finally had time to meet up and talk.
Well, I thought that one was great timing and delivery, Dad! Thank You!
Unfortunately, I lost my job a while later (Dont worry, it wasn't due to those passengers not getting their drinks :-P) and I lost touch with her.
Ps- Alicia! If you read this, will you please get in touch with me :-D
Or anyone else, who wants to hear some stories.......
I just want to say that , all things
are good at CFF. As of late , I was worn
out , worn down , ornery .
I was headed off to see Craige
and Nancy Banios . My wife had convinced me that we would
have a good time there ,and so I said " OK " .Even
though I wanted to stay home in bed and sleep all
But off we went for a Thanksgiving
with the Banios' Tribe .
Craige and Nancy ministered
to me , just being who they are ....they don't even have
to work at it .
Number 1 they put up with ALL my idiosyncrasies
Number 2 , they love people .....
number 3, it works ..
the little sneaks ....
God Bless 'em !
Thanks Craige and Nancy for all you
do to take care of His Children ...
Especially Me and Laurie ...
Pat and Laurie in Ypsilanti
My name is Adam Ali and I would like share my
story about my transition from becoming a muslim to a christian
and the circumstances that led me here to America and to
change my faith.
I was born to my mom who is American by heritage
and my dad who is Bengali/American.
Alot of times I get questions like ''are you adopted''
which people can't help but wonder how me and my mom are
related because our drastic skin color difference, which
bothers me once in a while! But anyway.................>
I lived with my father in Saudi Arabia for 15 years.
People always think living in another country is a once
in a life time opportunity (meaning it's Good). Living as
a foreigner is not always a pleasant state of position to
be in when living in Saudi Arabia!!
From the beginning of living there I realized I behaved
differently and was set apart from everybody because I had
Holy Spirit in me from a very young age supposedly when
i was four, my mom shared enough scripture and i was somehow
able to correspond and act on what God gave me by his presence
in me (a condition given when making Jesus Savior and Lord
in your life.)
I lost touch with my spiritual self by living
in a nomad environment. At school i was teased because I
acted like a Christ figure so to speak. But as you know
our blood is not pure and can be contaminated with sin and
only our holy spirit is perfect.
I endured school and parental maltreatment.
My dad remarried by an arranged marriage. One of the biggest
mistakes of his life! I only met this woman once and she
When she came to live with us in January 2000
it was all sweet, goody goody and counterfeit.
She started abusing me by hitting me in places that
hurt, after years of being maltreated it finally broke my
spirit, she never let me do anything with the bible and
she once threw a children's bible story book and broke the
cover which was a gift i cherished from my mother.
After 6 years of her abuse both emotional and physical,
my mind was not a battlefield of agitation but of humbleness
to whatever life had it coming for me, I realized I had
a choice to endure this agony that my step-mom enjoyed putting
me through, to her it was like playing a cat/mouse game,
to be more specific i was the mouse.
Before coming to america for my annual visit,
my step-mom tried to teach my native language(Bengali) she
kept me in the room locked up for 5 hours on the floor and
got frustrated with me cause i couldn't learn the whole
alphabet in 5 hour when I only knew english as it was my
first tongue. She poked a pencil in my vein and it is still
here on my wrist as a scarring or reminder of what she did
and the last thing she ever would be able to do to me ever
I vowed to never come back to Saudi Arabia once
was gone for the summer of 2007 to America. And God helped
me through this, with much Christian counseling through
AGAPE Counseling I was able to overcome the guilt feeling
that it was my fault, the answer was I was the child and
they were the adult.
Now i'm with the Collins Fellowship and learning
more about the scripture that I missed all these years.
God has been good to me, as if I was an Israelite
and Moses came to deliver me out there LOL!
GOD BLESS THOSE PEOPLE WHO DID THIS ME AND FORGIVE THEM
NOT FOR THERE SAKE, BUT MINE!
In His Service and About His Business, Love Gail
A Heart Miracle
has and is healing me! On Friday, January 9, 2009,
I was scheduled for a second cardiac catheterization
(This is a procedure to examine blood flow to the
heart and test how well the heart is pumping. A
doctor inserts a thin plastic tube (catheter) (KATH'eh-ter)
into an artery or vein in the arm or leg. From there
it can be advanced into the chambers of the heart
and into the coronary arteries. Catheters are also
used to inject dye into the coronary arteries.) at
Robert Packer Hospital in Sayre, PA today, Friday
January 9, 2009. The first had been back in
November of 2007, when I was hospitalized, in the
original cardiac catheterization, the
doctors found the coronary arteries of my heart 90%
blocked and the beating had an 11% ejection factor.
Carol and I arrived at Guthrie at 8:00 AM to meet
with Dr. Daniel Sporn, (Section Chief of Cardiology),
the cardiologist who was to do the procedure. Our
son Michael met us there soon after.
Dr. Sporn explained that Dr. Barry Esrig
Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery, had asked him
to see if there was anything in the way of stents
or balloon angioplasty that he could do to open up
the occluded coronary arteries once he saw what the
condition currently was. (I had been referred to Dr.
Esrig for quadruple coronary bypass surgery, but he
felt I was a big risk for surgery due to the length
of time it took an ulcerated sore to heal-7months
and my weight.)
We went to the prep and holding area to get
ready for the procedure. The nurses took excellent
care of me right down to the details of preparing
some toast and chocolate milk for a snack before the
procedure. No anesthesia is given for this, simply
valium and because of my back an injection of the
pain killer Fentanyl.
They took me into the operating room at about
10:30 AM. In the room were four surgical nurses, Dr.
Sporn and Dr. Samy Sanjay, a Cardiothoracic Surgeon,
who is Dr. Esrigs assistant. I was informed that as
soon as Dr. Sporn had the films from the test, Dr.
Esrig was to be paged and would come up to review
them. They were prepared to do whatever was necessary
to repair my heart right then and there.
In the operating room Dr. Sporn made a hole
in my right femoral artery, inserted the catheter
and positioned it around my heart, injecting dye and
taking pictures. I watched on a monitor as he examined
the coronary arterial circulatory system. Finally
he spoke to me, telling me that the right, left and
main coronary arteries were 100% occluded(blocked),
BUT in each case, the
heart had developed Collateral Circulation.
What is collateral circulation?
This is a process in which small (normally
closed) arteries open up and connect two larger arteries
or different parts of the same artery. They can serve
as alternate routes of blood supply.
Everyone has collateral vessels, at least in
microscopic form. These vessels normally aren't open.
However, they grow and enlarge in some people with
coronary heart disease or other blood vessel disease
(such as in the case of stroke). While everyone has
collateral vessels, they don't open in all people.
How does collateral circulation help people with heart
When a collateral vessel on the heart enlarges,
it lets blood flow from an open coronary artery to
an adjacent one or further downstream on the same
artery. In this way, collateral vessels grow and form
a kind of "detour" around a blockage. This
collateral circulation provides alternate routes of
blood flow to the heart in cases when the heart isn't
getting the blood supply it needs (myocardial ischemia)
If this collateral circulation does not develop,
heart muscle tissue is not nourished and dies, causing
a usually fatal major heart attack.
God is so good!
Makes me recall Psalm 103:
1 Bless the LORD,
O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his
2 Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all
3 Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth
all thy diseases;
4 Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth
thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;
5 Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so
that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.
told that no stents or balloon angioplasty were required
and additionally, I would not need open heart by-pass
surgery. Simply diet and medication.
The Doctors would not acknowledge directly
that it was God that had healed my diseased heart.
The closest that they came to it was Dr. Samy Sanjay,
who said with a smile, that I could call it a miracle.
I was taken to recovery with an IV of Sodium
Bicarbonate to negate any allergic reactions to the
dye they had used, along with prednisone and Benadryl.
The last time I had had this dye, I had peeled from
the palms of my hands to the soles of my feet. After
the IV was finished, I was discharged at 6:00PM. Carol
and I drove home full of thankfulness to our loving
are photographs given me by Dr. Sanjay and Sporn showing
the 100% blockages with the collateral circulation
developed around each artery. Praise God!
Last fall in Rhode Island we were preparing
to run the Philemon Class at Marilyn Hand's house. My
job was to copy enough syllabuses for the people taking
the class. I got the originals and proceed on my motorcycle
to Staples in Smiithfield to get the copies made. Once
I got there I found out that their copiers were not
working but as I turned to leave I heard someone call
my voice. I turned to find William Cole, who took PFAL
many years ago. I told him of my plight and he reminded
me that their was an Office Max in Johnson only two
exits away. I got all the copies made and I paid. When
I got back on my motorcycle the early evening sky did
not look to kind. As I got back on Interstate 295 North
I could see in the distance the most horrific skies
that I have ever seen in my 52 years on this earth.
There was lightning, black evil looking clouds and the
wind was really blowing as I headed right for it. God
told me that not a drop would touch me as long as I
would trust Him. I started to S.I.T. joyfully as I continued
to head into the total darkness and the phenomenal lightning,
thunder and wind. I drove on under the hood of darkness
speaking in tongues out load at about 70 mph and I continued
to do so all the way home. Once I entered my garage
and closed the door it poured like cats and dogs. Not
only is God able to perform everything that He promises
but he will work in people's hearts to bless and direct
us. The Family of God is much bigger than we imagine.
Without William's help I would not have been able to
complete my goal on time. I will continue to pray for
ello my beautiful brothers
and sisters in Christ!! Great story about Orlando,
while I was attending Introduction to Living in
God's Power Seminar, while in Walmart on 1/27/08 I
lost my prescription sunglasses which cost me a fortune! I
searched and searched for two days to no avail, I
left my info etc., and no one called, no one cared.
Yesterday 4/4/08 God worked in my heart to call the
Walmart store, and I ended up with a girl named "Precious"
who promptly went over to lost and found, and found
my glasses! God had them waiting for me for two months!
whoohoooo! I send Fedex over there to get
them, they were picked up at 3pm arrived one town over
from me at 8:30am the next morning, but the truck
driver never came to my house so I had to drive
over to the Fedex office at 3pm in afternoon, and there
they were, not even scratched up, plus the manager of
the fedex office not only credited me that shipment,
but also gave me a future shipment for free, whoohoooo!!
The guy in the Fedex office told me how lucky i
am and of course i explained to him how it had
nothing to do with luck! haha You know, it's the
little things in life that always blesses me in a huge
way, to know that God knows us, what we have need of,
and supplies us with every need doesn't He?
It's like the scripture says "He is a rewarder of those
who diligently seek Him" Amen and amen!
love ya! Gail
ello Fellow Believers,
I just experienced my very first Young
Adult Advance this past weekend in Tipp City and words
cannot express fully how I am feeling right now.
I am so emotional. I went there with high expectations
and it was that and much more. Rev. Wayne Clapp,
Tonia Shroyer, Tom Dill, Kevin Guigou as well as the
other teachers were so obedient and opened themselves
up as vessels to be used by God.
There was something that I was dealing
with before I came and I allowed it to lay heavy on
my heart because of fear. I was blessed to be
ministered to. I opened up and allowed God to
handle the situation instead of taking care of it myself.
When I think of the staff at CFFM, I think
of Elijah in 1 Kings 17. Elijah was willing to
take great risks to stand for the Word of God before
kings, and widows, defying law, logic, and even the
weather. It took confidence and courage for him
to stand up before the king and tell him that it was
not going to rain. It took courage to tell the
woman that she could give up her last bit of flour and
oil since God is our sufficiency and would not allow
it to run out. Even with the death of the widow’s
son, it took so much faith. God blessed him because
of it and blessed the woman as well to know what kind
of God Elijah served.
All of you, because of your faith, love,
and patience, you bless so many of us. I thank
God for each of you and pray for continuous blessings
among you and your families. Continue to share
God’s Word and stand up for righteousness and
know that I am standing right along with you.
Augusta Georgia Fellowship
write software for a living
on a temporary-job basis. The jobs can last
from 3 months to a year or more. For the past couple
of years, I've known when a job is ending ahead of time,
and I've been able to find my next job before it ended.
As a result, I've been able to stay continually employed.
At the end of last month,
September, I was coming to the one-year mark at a job
that was initially slated to last 6 months.
I was told a couple months prior that the job would last
at least through the end 2007.
A couple weeks before
the one-year mark, I received a call from a software recruiter
saying that one of their clients needed a temporary worker
with my skills and was willing to pay considerably more
than what I made at my current job. I decided to
interview for it. A week later, I hadn't heard any
answer from that client on whether they wanted to hire
me. Suddenly, I was laid off from my current job
along with 20 others. We were all shocked, but many
were also afraid, because their source of income just
vanished. One person who remained at the company
called me and asked me if I was upset. I said, "No,
it's just business. They had budget cuts and the
temporary employees are always the first to go.
God will take care of me. I'm not worried at all."
Two days after being laid
off, I was told that the client I interviewed with wanted
to hire me and that I could start in 4 days. God
saw the whole thing coming and had me completely prepared
with an even better job! How good to us is God Almighty,
our Heavenly Father!
wanted to share with all of you what an amazing experience
the first CFFM Family Camp was this year for my family.
My two sons, ages 10 and 6, and I attended and received
such tremendous healing. I want to share just a portion
with you so you know the true deliverance that can take
place in our Father's family of believers.
My family has been through
a rough time these last 11 months dealing with divorce,
while having just moved to a town with no fellowships
or true support. I had allowed hurt to separate me from
God. God never left me but I wasn't turning to Him with
believing. I poured my heart out but had such feelings
of failure and condemnation that I was sure I couldn't
receive anything from Him. I came to family camp thinking
that I had no right to be there. I hadn't read my Bible
in 7 months, certainly hadn't ministered to anyone or
brought healing to anyone's life - or so I thought. My
babysitter told me I saved her life but I knew otherwise.
I knew that I had no right to be with the wonderful believers
of CFFM who are so on fire for God and His Word. (And
as crazy as that may sound to some of you, to me as I
write it, there were others there who had similar thoughts
and I know there will be those reading this who have similar
thoughts - SO WRONG!) I knew I wasn't good enough but
decided to come anyway for my boys. I told myself that
if I didn't really believe in God's deliverance for my
life anymore, I had to give my boys every opportunity
to beleive in God and to know Him as their Heavenly Father.
So we came to Family Camp.
At first I just sat back and observed. Wondering when
someone would realize I shouldn't be there. Wondering
about the teachings...would they be about the 'perfect'
family (whatever that is:)? The world may say you can't
ever REALLY know someone, or that it takes a lifetime.
I can tell you, as can everyone that attended, that in
less than 4 1/2 days we were able to know each other's
innermost hearts and become a tight knit family that we've
all dreamed of even if we didn't know it. We all came
with different challenges and struggles. We all had different
opportunities to see God go to work in our lives and yet
the challenges were similar - fear, doubt, condemnation.
I saw that the devil wants us to feel isolated - whether
by phyical challenges, geography, emotionally or mentally.
Our theme verse was Ps.
133:1 Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethern
to dwell together in unity. This verse was referred to
several times during the week but never taught on specifically.
And yet we all learned how important we were to one another
and that we need to be with other believers to be in unity.
With each passing moment in camp I was reminded of God's
love and able to bask in it. Each person there contributed
to that - not only as they loved me and my boys but as
I observed them with each other. With every moment my
heart softened and the shackles of failure
and condemnation fell off. There were opportunities during
the week where I was tempted to fall back into the old
ways of thinking, those thoughts of fear and failure,
but I only saw love, no condemnation or criticism of any
kind from my family. Afer the second full day of camp,
after tucking my boys into bed, I was able to pour my
heart out to God and read Ephesians for the first time
in a long time, knowing it was to me from my Heavenly
Father. I was then able to minister to my boys and bring
deliverance to their lives. With every teaching I was
delivered more and more and by Wednesday morning I knew
that I was finally free. The teachings after that just
and allowed me to build on that deliverance.
My children came away noticably
changed as well. My oldest son started out camp wanting
to leave meal time to go play as soon as he was finished
eating - and missing out on a lot since eating was the
least important thing going on during that time. By the
end of camp he was not only staying through the meal and
activities but volunteering to help lead songs! And he
SIT for the first time! My younger son - well beaming
describes him best! This is just our story - one of many.
Call someone who attended and they
will tell you their story of deliverance! When the Household
is functioning the way it is suppose to, with the love
of God at the center, tremendous things happen! I'm so
very thankful to be a part of it! Never get talked into
thinking that you aren't good enough to receive from God
or to be with the Family. If you do just immerse yourself
with other loving believers - don't let the devil isolate
you from what God has made available.
Love and blessings to you all,
Bless we wanted to share this with you. Greg's mother has
been ill for many years. Recently see was diagnosed with
tumor where her stomach and small intestines meet. The doctors
believe it was cancer as she had cancer before which was
healed . She could not eat as she would throw-up anything
in her stomach as it would just sit there due to the tumor
cutting of the passage from her stomach to small intestines.
As of approx 10-11 days ago she did not eat for a over a
month (about 35-38 days) .. only sucking on ice chips and
she had a tube down her nose into her stomach which removed
anything in there! She also was placed on Hospice over a
month ago. The doctors said she could not go through any
surgeries or treatment as she was too weak and unstable.
When Greg went to see her about 10-12 days ago
you can image how weak and ill she was. She has lived well
over a month without food and only ice chips and
she is 87 years old! That is a miracle in itself. She had
confessed she wanted to die for weeks as she had given up.
When Greg was there he prayed for her and she had a turning
point. Shortly after she decided she wanted to live. She
was bed ridden, could not walk or even sit-up. She could
not even turn herself and was developing bed sores .. she
was that weak. Then she started to demand to eat ... her
care givers there thought she was crazy! There was even
talk of her being delirious. Whenever she ate before she
would throw-up everything in her stomach .. so no one wanted
her or them to go through that again.
As of today she has been eating for about a
10-11 days and has NOT thrown-up!!! .She also went to the
bathroom so we know food is passing. She is sitting up and
turning on her own and called us today to say "prayer
works'! She is also considerably stronger. How wonderful
is our God.
Greg and Suzi John
six months ago I sent a prayer request believing for a job
as a professional ballet dancer. I had been dancing with
BalletMet in Columbus, OH and loved it, but the company
ran into financial problems and couldn't hire me for another
season. I was extremely discouraged because at the auditions
I did for other ballet companies I only received rejections.
With not much time or money left, I decided to do one last
audition for Ballet Tucson. The audition went very well
for me, they told me they would contact me at the end of
June to let me know if I was hired. The end of June came
and went and so did the end of July. Every time I tried
to reach someone to find out what was causing the delay,
I never connected with anyone. I had prayed and believed
and done everything I knew to do, but my energy was quickly
wearing out. I told myself that if I didn't hear from them
by August 15th, I would have to let this dream of mine go
and change careers or go to school. Then last Sunday, I
looked at the mail and there was a letter from Ballet Tucson
asking me to be apart of the company. So now I am once again
going to be able to be a ballerina! I will move in September.
I am so blessed that God has made a way for me to do what
I love, He does give us the desires of our heart.
the 15th of December 2006 I was taken into hospital with
a swollen stomach, at this point i did not know what was
wrong with me. The doctors gave me various tests and scans
to find the problem, this however took many weeks. I was
then moved to a hospital in Bristol within the UK to have
even more tests, and they discovered that I had a very rare
carconoid tumor in the the bowel and also unfortunately
it had spread
to the nymph nodes also. This type of presentation of the
tumor is so rare that only 10 people in the last 40 years
have had the same. I have seen a specialist who said that
i had a matter of months to live rather than years. I had
been fed in hospital by means of a drip to keep me stable.
Now the good news, my wife knew that Laurence's wife had
suffered with cancer a few years ago and had healed her
by way of ministering through God and also a family friend
knew of Laurence because her son is part of the fellowship
run by Laurence. and she contacted him to see if he could
help me. On a Sunday
afternoon recently he paid me a visit to introduce me to
the Word of God and when he finished he ministered healing
to me. since then he has ministered to me one more time
and I also attend his fellowship meetings. Since the healing
was performed I no longer require the feeding drip from
the hospital as i am stable without it, i have not lost
any weight at all. also, i feel so much better in myself
especially as i am able to walk good distances without help
(i could not do this before the healing). i had some severe
swelling to most parts of my body caused by fluid retention,
but even this has gone away now. i feel even better than
what i did in December so things are looking good for me.
I put all this all down to the healing power of God along
with the help of Laurence and may god bless him as he has
healed many others and will continue to do so in the name
Bristol England firstname.lastname@example.org
am 45 years old and I am proud and blessed to say that I
am a born again believer.
This is just one of many
of my testimonies of what God has done for me.
I hope it encourages and
In 1980 when I was 18 years
old I lived in London. One day I was foolishly standing
on a folding chair in my very first flat, I thought I
was being very clever painting a door frame because the
ladder was being used by someone else. I wasn’t being
clever and when I tried to lean back to take a better
look at what I was doing the folding chair decided to
fold….with me on it!
My lower back hit the top
edge of the back of the chair and it was terribly painful.
Over the next few days I couldn’t move comfortably and
I thought it was just bruising as I was black and blue
where I had landed on the chair.
I went to see my GP and
he said that I had a slipped disc in my lower spine. I
was given pain killers and went to the hospital for traction.
I spent 6 weeks off work and then the pain eased and finally
I only had pain when I stood or sat too long, I also couldn’t
lift or carry things. I managed to cope with life even
though I was often uncomfortable.
12 years later in 1992 I
had a fall down a flight of steps on my back, I don’t
really know how I did it, I just lost my footing I think,
anyway my back was injured again. I found it difficult
to stand and then I couldn’t walk. After the bruising
came out I was in a bad way. I went to see my GP and he
said that I had a prolapsed disc; this means that the
disc had a split in it and the liquid inside it was oozing
out and hardening on my sciatic nerve. I was in agony
and couldn’t get comfortable in any position. I was given
pain killers again but they didn’t help very much. I was
sent to the hospital and it was decided that I needed
After the surgery the surgeon
came to see me, he told me that I had extensive damage
to my sciatic nerve. He said that there had been a lot
of scar tissue around the disc and that he had trimmed
it to reduce further damage to my nerves. He also told
me that as a consequence of the surgery I was officially
1/4 of an inch shorter and would have to have my passport
amended. I thought he was joking but he wasn’t! After
I left the hospital I had a long convalescence and eventually
I was able to walk around again, but I was in constant
pain and small areas of my legs and feet that were constantly
numb. I was told that I would be likely to always have
pain in my back and left leg. I learned to cope and life
In 1994 I had another incident
where my back was injured; I hit the bottom of my spine
against a large radiator. I knew I was hurt but had no
idea how badly. Within 2 weeks I found out that I had
a prolapsed disc again. I moved to Bath to be near my
family. I saw a GP here and I was sent for yet more surgery
and once again had extensive damage to my sciatic nerve.
After the surgery the surgeon
came and told me that I had serious damage to my sciatic
nerve and that they had removed a piece of my pelvic bone
and had attach it to my spine to prevent that section
from moving and therefore hopefully keep it stable and
protected from further injury. Once again I was told that
I was 1/4 of an inch shorter and to change my passport
to reflect my new height, in total I was now ½
an inch shorter! I was told that further spinal surgery
was not possible as my body created large amounts of scar
tissue and this was fusing with my damaged sciatic nerve
which was damaging it still further. I was sent home to
recover which took nearly a year.
From this point on I was
in ever increasing pain. I was on very high doses of pain
killers and anti inflammatory tablets and started to find
it more and more difficult to walk, sit, stand or lay
down. The area of my body that was numb began to extend
up my legs and eventually I had no sensation from my toes
to halfway up my ribcage.
I was in chronic pain and
gradually became more and more immobilized by it in my
back and legs, in the end I was only able to walk a few
feet with the aid of crutches and if I needed to go any
further I had to use a wheelchair. I was put on the disabled
register and given an orange parking badge. My left leg
and lower back were so painful to move that I used to
spend most of my time crying in agony. I also suffered
from depression and insomnia due to the pain. On top of
all this, the pain killers were making me ill.
Over the next 4 years I
saw so many doctors that quite frankly I lost count. The
news they gave me was the same each time.
- They could not operate again.
- They could not ease the pain.
- I was going to spend the rest of
my life in a wheelchair.
- I was going to spend the rest of
my life in chronic pain.
One day in 1998 I spoke
to my mother and told her that I couldn’t go on as I was,
I told her that I couldn’t face life in a wheelchair in
such terrible pain. I told her that I didn’t know why
I bothered going to the doctors for help when all I got
from them was negativity and hopelessness.
My mother (who is now asleep
awaiting the return) was born again and had tried hard
to convince me to accept Christ but I had always resisted.
I believed in God and His son Jesus Christ but that was
as far as I was prepared to go. To be honest, with all
the pain I was in, God was not uppermost in my mind.
The one thing I knew for
sure was that when my mother prayed she got results and
that was why I listened to her when she said to me that
we should pray about it.
My mother prayed that the
very next doctor I saw would say to me “Mrs Micallef (my
name at the time) I have the very thing that is going
to help you. We both thanked God for this and then my
mother said that it would happen, and that I just had
to believe it.
Three weeks later my mother
went with me to my appointment to see the doctor at the
hospital. When the young lady doctor walked into the room
I was surprised to see that she had a hump on her back
and a club foot and I felt a strange kinship with her.
She introduced herself and then she said “Mrs Micallef
I have the very thing that is going to help you”. I HAD
GOOSEBUMPS. My mother just looked at me and smiled serenely.
What she was offering was another operation but this time
it was to implant a Neuro-stimulator under my skin which
would be attached to an electrode which would be implanted
in my spine. This device stopped my brain from receiving
the pain signals coming from my damaged back via the sciatic
nerve. They did the surgery and after a long convalescence
I was able to walk without the crutches and have not used
I am now able to run, walk,
stand, sit, lay down and anything else I want to do.
All without pain.
God worked with me to help
me in a way that would be undeniable and would show me
that he was there for me.
I cannot express what having
the ability to walk and be pain free means to me. But
God did this for me when
I didn’t even know who or what he really was. He thought
me worthy of his great love. My life has changed since
that day, I have accepted Jesus Christ as my savior and
been born again and now I am on a journey with God, telling
everyone and anyone who will listen what God and Christ
has done for them and about the Kingdom.
Each day my life gets better
and better, the more I seek the Kingdom (Matthew 6:33,
"But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness;
and all these things shall be added unto you.") and
the more I live for God and in harmony with him and the
Lord Jesus Christ.
This is my testimony of
just one of so many things that God has done for me.
If this is what God has
done for me, what has God got in mind for you?
I Love you All
owner of the company that I work for came to me in the late
fall and informed me that she had breast cancer. She also
told me that she was only telling me and her immediate family,
no one else in the office, no one in her church or extended
family for that matter. But she knew that I had a "group"
that was meeting every week and wanted us to pray for her.
Well, I prayed for her and ministered to her right there
on the spot! And I knew the cancer wasn't gone yet, but
I also knew it was on it's way out! I was rather dumb struck
when I left the office that day, "wait, what just happened?
We've never talked about the Word really before. I'm 22
years old and she has a good 30 years on me.... and she
just came to ME with THAT??" It took me a little bit
for it all to sink in and realize that God says we are lights
in this world... I guess that's true even when we're not
exactly trying! The next day I gave her a letter I had written
with lots of scripture and gave her a teaching CD on healing
from CFF. I knew for this healing to stick she was going
to need the Word of God in all it's glory (manifested power)
and I had the opportunity to be her life line to that! She
called later and said the doctor's plan was that over the
next 4 months she would have chemo treatments and then end
with surgery. Her response to that was "well, we have
4 months to get this thing gone!" So in these for the
next 4 months I loved her as much as I could and encouraged
her with the Word as often as was available, which was quite
a bit because I see her every day! Ever since our first
talk, her confession has been her health, 100%. She's been
convinced that this is just a little hiccup in the road
and that God is the one who is going to pull her out of
this. The whole time through the chemo treatments she's
never missed a beat, she hasn't missed a day of work. And
not just because she's a trooper, but because the chemo
hasn't been hurting her. Through this whole thing instead
of her body running low and being worn down, God has been
strengthening it every step of the way! When she meets with
the doctors they are so impressed and shocked by how well
she's doing, Super Woman is what they've been calling her.
And every time they say I can't believe it, she says "I
can!" She's been giving God the glory the whole way
through. Anyway, last week she went to see both her doctor
and the surgeon, they both said they can find NO cancer
in her body whatsoever!! It's just not there anymore!! How
exciting! It wasn't instantaneous, but it happened according
to her believing. She did what she needed to do, believed
God and went to chemo, and God came through with His end
of the deal healing her and taking perfect care of her through
the treatments. How good is He!!! It's been such a blessing
being able to work with God on this one! I can't wait to
see what God's going to do next!!
Your Fellow Light in the World!!
my husband called me from work. It wasn't his usual
break time so I began to wonder... I asked how he was and
he said he'd been better- now I was growing concerned.
He was in the office- I wondered if they were going to end
his 8 week job early. Then he said, "I am ok, but..."
Time froze for me, and when his next words were
choked with thankful tears I started crying. He told
me the crane he had been working under had fallen right
where he was standing, but that "something" (read GOD) had
pushed him away or the crane would have crushed him.
The 800 pound part the crane (rated to lift 12,000 pounds)
dropped fell on the top of his foot. The x-rays showed
no fractures or breaks. I ministered to his foot and
today he has a small bruise on the top of his instep.
Husband is at work today,
and we are thankful and praising God that He is working
in us to will and to do of His good pleasure(Philippians
Join us, won't you?
The owner of the company that I work for came
to me in the late fall and informed me that she had breast
cancer. She also told me that she was only telling me and
her immediate family, no one else in the office, no one
in her church or extended family for that matter. But she
knew that I had a "group" that was meeting every
week and wanted us to pray for her. Well, I prayed for her
and ministered to her right there on the spot! And I knew
the cancer wasn't gone yet, but I also knew it was on it's
way out! I was rather dumb struck when I left the office
that day, "wait, what just happened? We've never talked
about the Word really before. I'm 22 years old and she has
a good 30 years on me.... and she just came to ME with THAT??"
It took me a little bit for it all to sink in and realize
that God says we are lights in this world... I guess that's
true even when we're not exactly trying! The next day I
gave her a letter I had written with lots of scripture and
gave her a teaching CD on healing from CFF. I knew for this
healing to stick she was going to need the Word of God in
all it's glory (manifested power) and I had the opportunity
to be her life line to that! She called later and said the
doctor's plan was that over the next 4 months she would
have chemo treatments and then end with surgery. Her response
to that was "well, we have 4 months to get this thing
gone!" So in these for the next 4 months I loved her
as much as I could and encouraged her with the Word as often
as was available, which was quite a bit because I see her
every day! Ever since our first talk, her confession has
been her health, 100%. She's been convinced that this is
just a little hiccup in the road and that God is the one
who is going to pull her out of this. The whole time through
the chemo treatments she's never missed a beat, she hasn't
missed a day of work. And not just because she's a trooper,
but because the chemo hasn't been hurting her. Through this
whole thing instead of her body running low and being worn
down, God has been strengthening it every step of the way!
When she meets with the doctors they are so impressed and
shocked by how well she's doing, Super Woman is what they've
been calling her. And every time they say I can't believe
it, she says "I can!" She's been giving God the
glory the whole way through. Anyway, last week she went
to see both her doctor and the surgeon, they both said they
can find NO cancer in her body whatsoever!! It's just not
there anymore!! How exciting! It wasn't instantaneous, but
it happened according to her believing. She did what she
needed to do, believed God and went to chemo, and God came
through with His end of the deal healing her and taking
perfect care of her through the treatments. How good is
He!!! It's been such a blessing being able to work with
God on this one! I can't wait to see what God's going to
Your Fellow Light in the World!!