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testimony is a bit lengthy but if you read it all the way
through it is capable of helping you or someone you know
At the age of two I was
suppose to have corrective surgery for a drooping right
eye lid... the surgeons decided to try something new.
They cut the eyelid off. Rather brutal. Not too long after
the eyelashes began growing back but because the lid had
been sliced the lashes grew down and into the eye, piercing
it all over like tiny little needles. The eye became badly
damaged and i lived in excruciating pain. I lost the sight
in the eye. No doctor would take my case because of the
fear of malpractice until one day while my dad was having
his flight physical a United Airlines Flight Surgeon recommended
a doctor in Chicago and one in New York City. These two
doctors teamed up and began a lengthy procedure of twenty
one surgeries over several years trying to correct the
badly damaged eye. They did remarkable work but the sight
could not be recovered.
In February of '91 the pressure
behind the eye built to a point where I could no longer
function. I had to stay in a dark room with pressure over
the eye. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't care for
my two young sons. I flew to Chicago and had the eye removed.
Through the years, even before the eye was removed I searched
for healing through spiritual counselors and not a few.
I can very much relate to
the woman with the issue of blood. My family had spent
a great deal of money and I searched high, low and in
between for healing. I too could never accept what the
enemy had blind sided me with. However, I was told before
the eye was removed that there was not enough community
believing to be healed or that healing went out with the
Apostles, or it faded away when Jesus left, God only heals
really good, religious people (I was either good or religious
but never both at the same time
or I was really bad). After the eye was removed I was
told it never happened in the Bible, God won't heal me
because He's have to change all the physical laws in the
universe to do it, if I wanted healing I shouldn't have
had the eye removed and He (God) won't go against my initial
choice, replacing an organ or a limb is nowhere in the
Bible... one thing I wasn't told is 'Yes, God will heal
you.' I was devastated because these people knew more
and probably still do about the Bible than I. They must
be right. Besides, they are my leaders. They would know.
I couldn't understand why God would heal this disease,
that illness, this person, that person, but He won't or
He can't heal me. It never made sense and it was extremely
hurtful to believe this way. My mistake was I went everywhere
but the Word of God for the truth.
In January '06 my husband
and I visited CFF church in Tipp City, Ohio. Wayne and
Ferne Clapp lovingly and graciously invited us to come
and stay in their home. Before we headed back to West
Virginia, we purchased the CFF class series. We started
listening to them right away. Everyone should have them.
They are healing. As I listened to the class Ministering
with God's Power- that old tug in my heart came back,
I wanted to be healed.
By February I had finished the class and as I was
walking my two dogs (this is my time with God where I
talk things over with Him). I made a decision. I would
no longer listen to what ANYONE says about my healing,
including and especially myself. I would go to God. I
would ask God to heal me. It didn't matter that I'd never
heard of anyone ever getting a new eye - the circumstances
would no longer have speech, I was healed. I simply decided
God would heal me. I ministered to myself during that
walk and thanked God for healing me. I told Him I would
fight the good fight until my last breath. I would never
again accept any information that came to me and implied
I was wrong and God won't or can't heal me. Then, God
showed me a sign. I didn't ask for it but He sent one
that couldn't argue with. I knew He did it because He
knew I was serious and wanted to comfort and confirm for
My fight began in February.
I went to Tipp City at the end of April and was ministered
too. I hadn't seen any physical changes. But, I did not
quit or give in. I kept fighting because our God cannot
and does not lie. I drenched my brain in scripture. I
confessed out loud "I'm healed" over and over
and over again - I still do.
On June the 8th '06 I woke
up and there was a new eye forming in the socket. In July
I saw my first flashes of light. In October the prosthetic
eye could no longer fit and now I wear an eye patch. Today,
on Thanksgiving, the iris is visible and the cornea is
formed (we think of it as a lens- a little clear circle
over the pupil). The eye is sensitive to light and is
about 60 percent completed. The eye continues to grow
I want this testimony to
first and foremost give GLORY to our GOD and to thank
my Lord Jesus Christ who paid for this healing and who
is the very reason I fight for this, they deserve for
me to be healed. I would also like this testimony to reach
out to those of you who so deeply desire deliverance,
God will heal you. He has healed you through Christ's
stripes. Because of Christ's payment- you are owed this
healing...GO GET IT!!! I am here for you who need to talk,
those who need help and earnestly desire help. I understand
the agony and grief you have lived with or are now living.
I was at this years planning meeting so someone in your
area will have my phone number. You can call me after
7:00 EST- or email my husband with the caption 'GOD GETS
THE GLORY' or else it might get deleted. I am keeping
a journal which I will make available after the glorious
day when this eye patch is forever removed.
God bless you- God will,
NO MATTER WHAT IT IS!!!!
Linda Morrison, Barboursville, West Virginia
God bless you abundantly in the name of our
Big Brother, Jesus Christ! My daughter, Candice, and I had
a wonderful time at the Family Reunion in August! And when
we left we saw signs miracles and wonders on our drive home
We stopped in Texarkana, TX to gas up for the
last leg of our journey home, and had been listening to
teaching CD's and having a wonderful time with each other,
as our manner is! :-) I wanted gum, but the gas station
where we were at did not have the gum I wanted, so we went
across the street to another station.
When I walked inside I spoke to the cashier,
cause that's just the kind of person I am, I speak to everybody.
Well, when I was checking out I asked her how she was doing,
and she proceeded to tell me. She had this horrific headache
for which she had already taken BC for, and Tylenol. I just
sort of stood there for half-a-second having a conversation
with my Father who had asked me to pray for her. (It was
a little unnerving as I was listening to a session of "Led
by God's Power" where Wayne says, "...just do
what God says!"
So, I asked her, "Would you like for me
to pray for you?" To my surprise, she said yes! I asked
her what her name was (Tasha!). So I proceeded to pray for
her. When I was through I asked her how she felt, she said
it was a little better, but that she was ok. I told her
that's not good enough. Now, in hind sight, I am not one
to put my hands on someone unless I am restraining them,
considering the line of work I do. But, I laid my hands
on her forehead and told the headache to go away, told the
sinuses to return to their normal size, and returned the
flow of blood to her head as it should be. Then I asked
her again, how she felt. She just look at me and asked me,
"What did you do?" "It's all gone!! I don't
feel anything!" She said, oh my God, some ladies came
in here earlier and prayed for me but nothing happened,
but it's gone now! (Oh yes, I did ask her that if I prayed
for her did she believe she would be healed in the name
of Jesus Christ, to which she responded, "Yes, please
pray for me.")
I told her that I prayed and she believed, and
God Healed her in the name of Jesus Christ!
I couldn't wait to get out to the car to tell
Candice what had just happened! It was awesome! Tasha came
out of the store and told her friends who had been outside,
what had just happened! She was so excited! Candice and
I talked about that all the way home!
God is so awesome! I was thrilled at the power
and authority we have when we dare to exercise it! And now
that I have been working "Manifesting God's Power"
I am much more confident about what My Father wants for
I am a fellow laborer with God Almighty! Imagine
I sure love you guys, and am very thankful for
your lives! God and I are gettin' busy here in TEXAS! I
just want to be my best for Him, after all He GAVE His best
for ME, His Son Jesus Christ!
In His SERVICE
Amy J. Battles
Christian Family Fellowship family,
My name is Barbara Rooney
,two weeks ago my son called me and told me that his son
Michael age 5 had cancer in his spinal fluid and they
were going to test him to see if it was in his bone marrow.
Matt and I prayed and I told him that God was able to
heal Michael and that I would go to him. (They live in
Alabama) Matt my son was in Baltimore in training with
the National Guard and could not go until he graduated.
After getting off the phone
with him,I called Linda Morrison who is my prayer partner
and who with her husband Paul have a church in their home.We
decided to go that weekend to Alabama and minister to
Michael.Paul & Linda called CFFM and talked to John
and also called Les Eagle and he offered to help with
the funding of the trip, what a blessing, I had no idea
how that was all going to afford the trip all I knew was
that I had to go.
Linda and I left Friday
after work and arrived Saturday. We met his other Grandparents
Jack & Sandra and we went to get Michael so we could
visit with him. He was glad to see me but was hurting
from the chemo and tests. He only stayed for a short time
and wanted to go back to his Mother. It looked like Linda
and I were not going to get time alone with him to minister
to him ,so on the way to his Mom's house I asked Linda,
how do I get control of this? She said ask his Grandparents
if they would like to take part in it, so I did .They
were blessed and I asked them to pray first and they wanted
to all hold hands so we did. Michael was quiet and peaceful
(he had been very fussy). We took Michael to his Mom and
when out to eat with Jack and Sandra. Sunday after a great
breakfast Linda and I traveled home to West Virginia very
peaceful and sure that Michael had been healed .
Well last week Sandra (his
other grandmother) called me with great news. The first
draw of fluid from his spine had 2000 cancer cells in
it but the second draw only had 3!!! and no cancer in
his bone marrow what a miracle!!! God is such a Great
GOD. The doctor was so blessed said this had only happened
to one other patient under his care. Michael's grandparents
were blessed and his father (my son ) had all confidence
that it we went to Michael he would be healed.Matt had
told me prior to Michael getting sick, that he loved to
be around me because he could see God working in my life.
Matt believed for his son to be healed and he was.
Love you all You are God's best,
I want to give the testimony
of the miracle of healing which was done, by the grace
of God with your hands.
It was at the fellowship
which we attended in Kanpur India in the house was Tiwari
a leader in Kanpur. After the fellowship healing was made
available, and you ministered to one girl about 7 or 8
Before she came to Tiwari's
home for healing she was on dialysis for 2 months. Now
this young girl gives her testimony in every fellowship
she goes too that she was healed by you. The young girl
says she does not know your name, but the young girl describes
you as being tall with black hair and that he looks like
an Indian (and handsome.) .
She continues to share her
testimony that she was on dialysis every two months and
her parents were very sad and they could see no hope.
She said she was always very weak and couldn't play, but
after her healing she hasn't had dialysis for the last
four months. She is very happy and so are her parents.
They give glory to God and are thankful to God because
he healed her. After the healing the young girls whole
family and relatives have come to the word of God.
When I heard her testimony
I was so happy and wanted to let you know. Now in Kanpur
there are so many new villages and many new people come
to the true Word of God.
WITH LOTS OF LOVE IN CHRIST,
Bless you all in the name above every name—Jesus Christ,
No matter where, no matter
what the conditions or circumstances, our God & His
Word is alive!
Some time ago I was standing
on my porch in my clinic in Baghdad, Iraq. A young man
was walking past. God spoke to me and said to go speak
When I asked why he was
smiling so much, he replied that he was finally going
home and that he and his wife had reconciled.
I then made the comment
that he looked like he’d met God or something...he responded
surprised that he had been reading his bible without any
understanding and had a few questions.
We proceeded over to my
living quarters, I got out my 35-year-old KJV and in then
end, this man manifested holy spirit and that smile grew
even larger. This all transpired in less than a half hour.
Even in war torn Iraq the
Word of God is alive.
Love you all,
John "Smokey" Hatzimichaels
I visited for Sun a.m. fellowship on Father's Day, I felt
healing and much
emotional relief just sitting down - it so reminded me of
the BRC in 1974 where
I decided to trust God with my life. (Many ups and downs
Sangat ministered to me
for pain to go away and from my "gut" out I
I will shout in triumph
over my enemies, and sing for joy in His presence!
leaving. I've had several traumatic abusive times in my
life from childhood on,
and had several forms of anxiety. I can now think more
clearly and actually
trust in God much more fully. There is more to come, but
I've also prayed for
God to do this fairly slowly - He knows I need change
in smallish doses! To
feel and be so in control, and to know His gentleness
- this is new for me. He
does enable people who turn to Him to become new whole
people. Only our
Heavenly Father and our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ could
heal the brokenness,
the terrifying memories, and the extreme withdrawal I've
lived with for many
Ann Barrentine, Bloomington, IN
in November 2005 I ministered to a women who suffered a
stroke. She had
lost use of her left hand. I commanded that her body heal
in the name of Jesus
Christ. I told her that her use of the hand would come back
and in a short time
it would be fine.
Well I talked to her tonight
and she said that she has regained full use of that
That is our God ... He
not only heals and restores ... he makes it better ... He
hand. In fact her left hand now works and moves better
than her right hand. That
is a 110% recovery. the left hand is now better than it
was before the stroke!!!
heals us so we are better than before we were sick ... 110%
God Bless ... Rev. Jeff Rath
of you may know, that it is believed a tornado touched down
near the Dayton Mall.
The Dayton Mall is only 2.5 miles from our home. I heard that Walmart got hit. Roofs were torn off in that
area. Still waiting to hear about damages.
When this occurred. a neighbor knocked on the
door, and informed us that a tornado was heading this way.
Right toward us!
Ariel was with me, asking if a tornado "was
heading to us".
Everyone was in front of my door, I said "NO, it will
NOT touch...and we all needed to pray NOW".
I prayed for "the tornado to do minimal
damage, and for there to be no injuries and for it to not
come ANYWHERE near us. In the Name of Jesus Christ, AMEN!"
(This neighbor is a mother, that has three small
children under three. She lives next door. I have been witnessing
to her for a couple months, since her husband abandoned
her and her kids, just before the birth of their third child.)
Heather, the neighbor, has a big screen TV.
I asked "can we get the Doppler up on your TV?"
She did. Within seconds, the "storm" was moving
in the opposite direction that we were in.
ALL National Weather Warnings were lifted.... all tornado
warnings were lifted for Montgomery County.God is more glorious
than any movie on that could have been playing on that Big
Praise be to God for this miracle.
MB and Ariel Parker
a month ago I had the opportunity to go to Valencia, Venezuela
for the Ministerio de la Reconciliación, Nuevos Tiempos,
Nueva Luz’s (Ministry of the Reconciliation, New Times,
New Light) International Family Camp “Rock of Ages” 2006.
It is an annual event that pulls Christians from all over
Venezuela and seven other countries.
From the airplane ride
on it was all about God in action, and truly seeing how
BIG He is. My friend Nathan and I got in a conversation
with the airplane steward, Roberto, that ended in him
coming to visit us at the camp and then staying for the
rest of the week! Which worked out great because it meant
an extra translator for us ten Americans. And lord knows
the translators needed all the help they could get, because
everyone wanted to talk to us. We were so welcomed and
loved. Especially with my blonde hair and blue eyes, I
felt like a baby doll – everyone wanted to play with me
and touch my hair and introduce me to their family . .
And give me hugs. I have
never felt so loved in my life. I thought I am going to
get spoiled, constantly being told I’m beautiful and that
someone loves me and God blesses me. When I stepped off
the plane, I was hugged immediately by ten different people,
one of which I knew. And we’re not talking casual pat-on-the-back
hugs. I’m talking the crush-your-lungs-hard-to-breathe-you-know-you’ve-been-hugged
hugs. Because that’s how they do things in Venezuela –
everything is one hundred percent. When they hug you,
it’ll literally take your breath away. When they work,
they work their butts off (and everyone gets involved
– I was doing “Bless Patrol” security at 4 in the morning).
When they sing and worship, it’s at the top of their lungs.
And when they dance, you better be drinking some water
because you will sweat (I think I shook body parts I didn’t
even know I could shake).
It goes the same with believing.
Their hearts for God are very simple and very big. One
of my favorite stories from the week is Robert Lightfoot’s
miracle. Robert was my sponsor for the trip – he covered
everything, from my registration to my airplane ticket.
I kept praying Lord, there is no way I can pay that back
so You are just going to have to bless him big. Well on
Thursday afternoon Robert falls down the steps and fractures
his wrist. Immediately he said to get the ministers. They
prayed for him and took him to the hospital.
That evening Robert walks
in and breaks up the main meeting, showing off his cast
and two x-rays of his wrist. The first shows a bone coming
out of the skin and fractures and cracks all along the
forearm. He says how he just knew God was going to deliver
him. When the doctor said we have to do surgery (for which
they wouldn’t take Robert’s insurance nor did he have
that much cash), Robert says let’s just pray one more
time. Leilian Cabrera, Mrs. Mendoza and others prayed
and ministered to Robert’s arm. Robert asked the doctor
to take one more x-ray – on the second x-ray (we’re talking
thirty minutes later), his wrist looked as fine and healthy
as mine. NO cracks, NO bone out of wack, NO problem. The
only reason they put on the cast is the doctors just couldn’t
believe that nothing was wrong. Leilian said she was holding
Robert’s arm when praying and she actually felt the bone
move back into place. I’d say that’s a pretty big blessing.
And the thing is, that doesn’t
have to be a once in a lifetime experience. That was certainly
the biggest healing or deliverance of the week, but it
wasn’t the only one. Once people realize the power of
God they can operate and that He wants them to use, there
is no stopping them. Since being back in the states, I’ve
seen a broken nose healed instantaneously, blood dry up,
a car swerve violently off the road and somehow miss the
ditch, mailbox, stone wall and line of trees all around
it, and weather that defies a forecast.
I am so thankful for the
opportunity to go to Venezuela. I got little sleep, ate
weird food, picked up an accent, and scorched in the sun,
and had one of the best times of my life. Thank you to
Ministerio de la Reconciliación for reminding me
that our God is not just a Venezuelan God, or an American
God. He is universal
bless you abundantly.
I thank God our Father for his love, his kindness
and his fidelity. He is God and there are not others of
him. He makes large and deep things; wonders without a number.
I am very grateful to God for the delivery that He granted
to me. Since the 5 years age surroundings I received an
injection of quinimax (a product against paludism) which
killed the sciatic nerve of my right leg. That caused an
important myopathy with atrophy of all the right leg and
consequently an attack of the spinal column and all the
right side. When I had the new birth I was convinced that
God was going to heal me. But very quickly the adversary
declared me that my case was too serious so God can’t do
anything. And each time I wanted to request for my leg a
great fright seizes me and I give up. I did not dare to
request for the leg until the day when I have to decide
to read again the books of Doctor Victor Paul Wierwille.
I thereafter followed the fundamental course of Christian
Family Fellowship Ministry and so much of other books. All
that revived my belief and changed my point of view to be
aligned on the word of God. Thus in May 2005, for my birthday
I raised a prayer to the Father and I asked him for the
spiritual and physical integrity; and that my life is a
subject of miracles for the glory of its name. Three months
later, i.e. in August 2005, God give me the possibility
of going in Tipp City to Ohio for one week. I remember this
after midday of Friday in August when we were 5 persons
in the office of John Shroyer : me, Franck Jouvellier, Wayne
Clapp, Martine Mendoza and John Shroyer. I still remember
with many details how the reverend John Shroyer requested
for Franck and me. he was spiritually helped by the others.
I remember how he cast out these spirits which refused to
leave and which spoke for their account. He ended up driving
out these spirits which undermined my life. This day I understood
that these great men of God have just established a large
foundation on which God will continue his action. Today
I return thanks to God to have allowed me to present myself
at the believer’s meeting of Bath in England where God give
me a total healing through my dear brother W. Bill Bellinger,
who administered me the healing, and through the work of
the beloved brother Sangat Bains which established this
healing by instructions that he got to me and that allowed
me to take actions of belief. Now, my column spinal is right,
my right leg is firm and I can carry things with my right
hand and move me what I could not do before. I can hold
on my right leg by raising my left leg, that was not possible
in the past. My cure is total. God ensures the performance.
GLORY TO GOD WHICH GIVES US THE VICTORY IN CHRIST JESUS.
IS ALWAYS WITH YOU" burst through my enfeebled thoughts
so loud and
clear it was as if I was actually listening to a Wayne Clapp
He had repeatedly told us to be continually aware that God
is always with
us. I actually had a flashback of where I was when I was
listening to the
teaching and I felt like I was there. I wasn't. I was in
the ER having an
ultrasound done on my lower right leg. The doctor was pointing
clots to the tech and how there was a dangerous one on the
move. I had
already been told that, according to the CT scan, I had
massive clots that
had gone through my heart and into my lungs, so this news
I had turned my head aside and that's when Wayne's heartfelt
blasted away what they were saying. I felt God's presence
and power so
strongly. He was grabbing my full attention and showing
me that He was
absolutely there with me, with no doubt. Tears came to my
eyes and they
still do when I think of it. I was able to focus on His
power instead of
the adversary's doings and, above all, I knew I was safe.
God also showed me which
of the five doctors standing around me in ICU that
I should listen to, I mean, how many doctors would say
"God saved you," and
later, " I don't heal--God does" and "just
have faith in God Almighty." It
was a no brainer; I followed that doctor's recommendations.
weeks in the hospital and two months off of work, I was
healed of having
further pulmonary embolisms, recovered from a full abdominal
done between doses of blood thinners and healed of a viscous
infection. I had lost a dangerous amount of blood and
had lacked oxygen
thus I wasn't thinking clearly. I kept it simple. I would
out negatives by reminding myself that God was with me
and He was in charge.
I was thinking about the goodness of God and picturing
speaking in tongues. I've been peaceful through it all
and God healed me in
the way I needed to be healed. My husband had been in
the hospital with
kidney stones twice just before me and in again the week
after with a C-Diff
and kidney infection along with the kidney stones. We
were able to spend a
month together at home tenderly recovering and slowing
our lives down-time
that we needed together. The love and prayers of believers,
and Kathy Boozenny encouraged us to go to Tony and Delores
where we would be in a household of prayers, encouragement
God's hedge of protection is now so truly real to me--I
could have died at
any moment. I thank God for the genuine ministries of
CFFM and for their
hearts to teach and to take care of us.