It was in Wagga Wagga (NSW) 18 years ago that I was baptised and filled with the Holy Spirit. I have had many healings from the Lord including being healed from a malignant growth in my womb.

When diagnosed, I spent 6 months in and out of hospital having operations, blood transfusions because I haemorrhaged, but I wasn't getting better. Then I was sent to Melbourne for cancer treatment. It was at this stage that I really looked to the Lord earnestly and I knew from that moment on I would be healed. At the hospital in Melbourne they started Chemotherapy. I was very upset.

Initially I was told I would spend 3 months in hospital but after 2 weeks they told me "you weren't as bad as we first thought" and sent me home. It was not until I saw my own doctor in Wagga Wagga that he told me they couldn't find any sign of the cancer at all!

I have had three more children after that, four altogether and bringing them up in the nurture of the Lord is just wonderful. Praise the Lord for everything He has done in my life.

My name is Cass Waria and I come from the Torres Strait Islands. I praise the Lord for giving me the opportunity of everlasting life with Jesus in the Kingdom of God.

It was 20 years ago that I was baptised by full immersion and when I came out of the water I received the Holy Spirit and spoke in tongues, a new language I had never learnt, just as the Bible said I would. As I continued in the fellowship the Lord took away my desire to smoke and drink.

When my son was two years old I carried him to see the doctor because he had a very bad asthma attack. The doctor suggested he be admitted into hospital, but I didn't like the idea so I took him home and prayed all night and by the morning he was completely healed. I took him to see the doctor again and all he could say was, "That's not the same boy I saw yesterday."

I praise the Lord for looking after me and my family and I look forward to meeting Jesus Christ when He returns. Amen

My name is Allyson Waria and I've been with the Revival Centres International - Brisbane, for 20 years. I've repented, been baptised by full immersion and filled with the Holy Ghost with the Bible evidence of speaking in tongues.

I was an unhappy person with really no goal in my life, but I thank the Lord that I could see what the Bible had to offer me.
I found that there is nothing that the Lord can't do. He took away my desire for cigarettes and drinking alcohol. I have had hard times in having children, with difficulty carrying children throughout the full 9 months. There was a great risk of my heart failing, there would always be something wrong. With fervent prayer and seeking the Lord, He turned the situation around and now we have four children. The Lord is consistently blessing us and is always there to meet our needs.
I can certainly praise the Lord and give Him the glory for I now have a goal and purpose to live. Thank you Lord. It is possible to change.

I attended a Revival Centre meeting on the 11 June 1977 and was baptised by full immersion as I was commanded to do by the word of God. Prior to attending the meeting I consumed a large quantity of drugs, I was also suffering from a broken foot and bruising from a motorcycle accident, which happened the day before. I only had 10% of sight in my left eye and continually suffered from migraine headaches from a previous accident, which happened in 1975.

I had an amazing experience at baptism, miracles were evident immediately. I put God to the test and as evidence of his power, I no longer had pain in my body neither from my broken foot or from my drug and alcohol addiction, the migraine headaches ceased and on attending my eye specialist some weeks later his comment was one of disbelief on the amazing healing which he felt was medically impossible. It was truly amazing as I put God to the test to prove that his word was true.
He promised believers would have the sign of speaking in other tongues and after seven days I had this personal experience, as sure as the healing of my body, I had the healing and cleansing of my soul by the infilling of the Holy Spirit. Since then I have had many other things happen in my life, things that either I call on the Lord for and again He proves His word in healing, provision, protection or in giving thanks for the blessings that happen constantly. Either way, healthy or sick, He is always there.

I was brought up in a large family home. It was haunted, my mother was an alcoholic, and my father and mother lived in separate ends of the house, quite clearly not getting on. At eight years old I decided that there was no God. Fear and insecurity raged inside me.

While at boarding school in the same term two friends from home committed suicide. That set me off on a search "What is death". I had to leave school early to have an operation on my leg, and return to a governess at home for one year to have lessons. Back to the haunted house and alcoholic mother.

After the year still in my teens I became a trainee nurse, during which I became involved in occult things, my whole life fell apart, and I was committed to a psychiatric hospital, violent, morbidly depressed, obsessed by death. I was diagnosed "severe mental illness" prognosis long-term hospitalisation. I was under lock and key, 36 tablets a day, all treatments tried, still no improvement.

After several years I was moved by escort to occupational therapy where I escaped, got involved with black market drugs, reached 4 stone and arranged (after repeatedly attempting suicide) to meet some drug pushers to take an overdose. They did not turn up! So I tumbled in, (in order to escape the police as I was on section Certified) on a Christian meeting. These Christians prayed for me after my return to the hospital, in fact my first visitors. They said a simple prayer "Lord Jesus, Please heal this girl's mind" at which He did.

As a result of Jesus healing me, the knowledge that He had moved me from darkness into His light, the knowledge that I had been ill, it was not everyone else. A vast improvement took place, a reduction in tablets. I asked Jesus to come into my life, the joy, the peace, the knowledge that I would not be in hospital for life, the awareness that the sick would be made well, all overwhelmed me. I do Praise God for what He has done for me, and wants to do for others either mentally sick or physically sick. My book, documentary video, audio cassette "Free To Live".

http://dspace.dial.pipex.com/town/square/gg38 (copies available from me at odm@dial.pipex.com) tells my astonishing story of my total healing through Christian ministry. I try also to focus on the red-hot question of healing through prayer and the Christian ministry of deliverance - combating the occult. Today I am actively involved in evangelism, and go out by invitation giving my testimony and praying for those with needs.

One of my biggest praises to God, besides my children being filled with the Holy Ghost, and my husband almost being saved this year is the following miracle that he brought upon my life (along with his salvation):
I was in a hospital for congestive-heart-failure under critical care for 4 days. I had an enlarged heart, my health was poor. The Lord, God healed my heart. I was in church, I was told to place my hands on my heart, I did so while the other saint did so also. With the power of prayer and God, I felt his presence... and his power went through me and healed my heart. This experience was as if a doctor had used a heart-attack reviving machine (electricity). This experience was SO awesome (as God is) it strengthened my faith in him considerably. The Lord has healed me and I no longer have any problem with my heart (I no longer require a heart doctor.)

Out of the words of the specialist: "You have a normal heart!" My test results proved it all. PRAISE THE LORD and Praise the LORD for taking care of all his creations. Ever since then the Lord has worked with the Spirit in me to spread his word through my actions, my gospel singing, and my witnessing and leading God's sheep back to the flock. PRAISE GOD!!!

Sincerely devoted to God,
Leilea R. Jones

I asked for prayer for myself because for almost two weeks, I had been experiencing heavy twitching and numbness on my left hand & fingers and the numbness was running up my arm to the neck and finally to my face and lip. I asked for prayer on a Wednesday and was already planning to visit the doctor on Friday.

By the time Friday came, ALL symptoms were completely gone! I had a routine check-up - that's all the doctor could do because my Lord had already taken care of it for me! I give God all the glory. I Thank God for this praying ministry, may they be mightily blessed. Amen.

Hallelujah!! You all have prayed for Rena Enriquez, and little girl who had surgery yesterday (4/28). She had a tumour in the lymph node on her neck. Doctors had reported the severity of the location on the tumour and how lengthy the operation was going to be, BUT OUR GOD heard all our prayers!!! The operation was only one hour!!! The doctor said the tumour was on the surface!!! No drainage tube needed!!! Rena was up and around within hours and was discharged that same afternoon!!! Rena is home today, I spoke to her Mum this morning and Rena was hungry and wanted to go shopping!!! I give God all the Glory and I thank you for your faithful prayer and covering. In Jesus' Name, Amen!!

In 1993 I was in a bad car accident. The Doctor said," I was going to be paralysed for life", and that they cannot do anything for me. Thank God there was another Doctor in the building named Jesus. Today I'm saved, and sanctified and filled with the Holy Ghost.

This past April God healed me from Crohn's disease. I had had it for twelve years and could not eat some days at all, other days I could only eat a little. I am so happy that I can eat every meal every day without pain. I praise the Lord for this healing that has happened in my life.
When I was 5 years old I fell from a 3rd floor of a building, since that I developed scoliosis and I had to use a sole implant in my left shoe. Five years ago, when I was 25, I received the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior. Being still a baby in Him a Christian friend layed hands on my back and asked God to heal me in the name of Jesus. At that moment I was thinking that there was no way my back and my legs were going to be normal again, I didn't even know how it felt to be straight and not having pain in my body. Nothing happened. Three days after I was listening a testimony of someone who had been healed by the power of the Holy Ghost in the name of Jesus, I heard that Jesus is the same, yesterday, today and forever, and I believed.

The Word had touched my heart. I BELIEVED! That night I experienced the warmth of God's touch in my body, and I stood up and realized I didn't need the sole implant any more, and never more. The Lord has brought me trough tough trials and tribulations since those days where I first believed, the enemy has tried numerous times to steal my blessings, but I'm still here, hanging on to His promises, He didn't have to do it, but He did it, He healed me, saved me, filled me with the Holy Ghost, but most of all, gave his life and shared His precious blood for me... AMAZING LOVE...isn't it?

I want to Praise my heavenly father, and to thank him for a good report after my husband had some tests done and a good report came back. I Praise his Holy Name, God of all, Lord of Lord, Thank-you for keeping us in the palm of your hand father.
Mary

God has been so good to my family and myself. I've been in the ministry for 25 years. My wife and I were married Oct. 21, 1972 and we never dreamed of the ministry that lay before us. July 15, 1989-5:30 A.M., on a Sunday morning.

At this time, I was not as faithful to God as I should have been, but what mercy shines on us. Driving a semi-truck, in business for myself-pulling tanker full of a chemical called "black-liquor", I passed out at the steering wheel. I had pushed myself to the limit-exhausted. When I came too, I found myself hanging upside down in a piece of the truck I had been driving. I reached up through the wreckage trying to break free from what had me suspended inside the portion of truck that I found myself in.
When I reached up to free myself, all I could feel was my left leg mangled and broken. Fear began to grip my heart and I felt that it was all over. Blood began to run down my clothes and drip to the wreckage below me. In frantic desperation, I began to scream for help, but no one came. I knew that it was over. As I submitted to the fate that I saw, I heard a voice speak these words, "Don't worry, it's going to be all right". I thought that someone passing by had found me and I began to scream to let them know that I was alive. But to no avail. All of a sudden warmth came over me and covered me like a blanket and then I heard that voice again, saying, "Don't worry, it's going to be all right". I felt the peace of God as the Holy Ghost began to comfort me. I knew everything was going to be all right.

When they did find me about 45 minutes later, the E M T's tried to comfort me trying to keep me from going into shock. I knew that everything was going to be all right. It took them another hour to cut me out of the wreckage, because during the accident, I had sheared 2 huge live oak trees off at the ground and they were laying on top of me. I died 3 times on the operating table, but each time, I could still hear that voice, "Don't worry, everything's going to be all right". The doctor's said I would be in a wheel chair for a long time, but, "Don't worry, everything's going to be all right". I had so many injuries and my condition looked so bad, people would literally grimace when they would come into the room--"Don't worry, everything's going to be all right". I could write a book on what I went through for 3 years, but every trial" Don't worry, everything's going to be all right". God has been there every step of the way. God bless! Rev. Bill Johns, Pastor-Palmetto Pentecostal Church--Waynesville, Georgia

Jesus Saved My Baby's Life !!!!
When my son was born he was severely infected with Group B Strep Phuemonia, known as s GBS.

His lungs wouldn't function without artificial support. The doctors gave him a twenty percent chance of surviving. They doubted even themselves that he would live. My husband & I, along with the Apostolic United Pentecostal Church body, prayed that Jesus would intervene and spare David's life. He did that and much more! His lungs healed quickly. The doctor's said he would need oxygen for three months. Two days later the doctors reversed their decision and took David off from oxygen because Jesus healed him. The doctors were astonished.

Today we're all surprised that this baby who had very little chance of surviving is now a healthy baby with no permanent side effects.
We thank God for the medical professionals. But most of all we thank God for the miracles He performed in our son's life.

I once prayed for a neighbour for Arthritis, and he was instantly healed. I also needed money to pay rent and I received a check by mail from a company that I haven't worked at for almost a year, and I was able to pay rent, plus have money left over. I've also learned how to drive big trucks and one time while I was driving I fell asleep. When I woke up I was still driving on the same path that I was before I went to sleep. I shouldn't have lived but God saw different.

My testimonies have changed my life because I have learned how to trust in someone else besides the world, and that someone is the Jesus.

My name is Carolyn Jean Combs Sneed. I am no one extremely special, but I am a child of the most high God. My husband Bill and I became born again Christians at the dining room table of our best friends. That day was the beginning of a wonderful relationship with our Savior. We all rejoiced and our friends told us that God's hand is on us now. But I believe God's hand was on me long before that cool day in October of 1987. I believe God's hand was on me before I was born. My mother and father were James Combs and Irene (Gates) Combs.

They were two people who were physically and mentally abused by their family and the people who were in charge of them. Their strong desire for love steered them in each other's direction. They married October 8, 1947 and immediately tried to start a family. But after years of no success, the doctors told my parents that they both were physically incapable of conceiving a child. My mother's pelvis was fused together in such a way that conceiving and delivering a child was impossible. Having a child would be dangerous for her and the baby. They considered adopting, but for various reasons that didn't word out. God had other plans. After nine years of giving up hope of ever having her own children, my mother became quite ill. The doctors surprised them with the news that she was pregnant. My mother carried me for nine months with no complications. I was delivered by C-section on February 8, 1956. Soon after my birth, my mother became ill and the family thought she was going to die, but God had other plans.

I grew up with parents who poured lots of love on me. I never needed a thing. My parents did not fit the standard profile of people who were abused as kids, (people who were abused as children will abuse theirs). My father spanked me once and he cried more than me. My mother was the disciplinarian. Just one look from mum and you knew to stop what you were doing, but she always disciplined with love and she never went anywhere without me. They both tried to shelter me from anyone or anything that might cause me any harm.

On December 10, 1969, I was hit by a car. The nuns and students told us that I was thrown thirty or forty feet from the school and landed in front of the church. As I was flying through the air it seemed as though someone or something was carrying me. I remember landing softly as if I was floating to the ground. I remember looking at my badly twisted limbs and the bone sticking out of one of my legs. My arm was broken to the point that the back of my fingers were pointing to the back of my elbow, but I felt no pain. It was several hours before I felt any pain. It seemed like someone was always with me when the pain hit and it only stayed for a brief period of time. The doctors informed my parents that I would never walk again, but mom knew from experience, that you can't take a doctor's word for gospel. She stated that God had other plans. One day mum woke up from a dream where she was told that I would walk. She woke me up, gave me a steel walker and told me to get up and walk towards her. I thought my mother had lost her mind. She wanted me to walk on two casts that reached up to my thighs and she wanted me to walk with this thing. "No way", I said, "I will fall". She said, "God said you will walk, so walk." I never disobeyed my mom. If she said to do something, you did it. I learned from experience that you don't question the lady. With fear in my heart, I took that walker and took a couple of steps toward my mum, and I have been walking ever since. The prayers of a mom can accomplish much. My rehabilitation took two long and hard years, but by the grace of God we got through it. As I look back on that time, I didn't know God or the Holy Spirit, but they were with us all the time. Fourteen years later in the summer of '83, I became quite ill and the doctors didn't know what was wrong.

I went through a battery of tests for two weeks and the only conclusion they came up with was to do exploratory surgery. My husband was scared that he was going to lose his wife and the mother of his two very small children. I was afraid too, but whenever fear or depression tried to take over me something or someone would come in and the feeling would go away. All my doctors were great. They were very honest with me because they admitted they didn't know what was going on with my body and were a little afraid of what they might find. Not too many doctors out there will ever admit that they don't know something. Mom told me years later that she had made a deal with God. She told Him that He had gotten me through a lot of things and she was thankful to Him, but if He got me through this, she would devote the rest of her life to Him in somebody's church. I believe He agreed, I'm still here. Praise the Lord! God had other plans.

From November of 1990 to March of 1993, I took care of my parents until they left here to be with the Lord. Those three years were the hardest years of my life. You see, I watched both of my parents die slowly before my eyes. I saw the strength leave the bodies I was accustomed to relying on for so many years. Now it was my turn for them to lean on me. And I did it with pleasure, because it was the least I could do for the two people who gave me so much of themselves.

As they both grew weak from their illnesses, I saw their love for each other grow leap and bounds. Their love reached heights they didn't think was possible. I tried to spend as much time with them as possible during this time. For many years through holidays, birthdays and anniversaries it was always just the three of us. Although my children and husband were with us, many times it was just the three of us. I know someday we will be together again, you see, both of my parents accepted Christ as their Savior before they left here. God had put so much of His love in us that it came pouring out of my dad. You might say our love pushed him into His Savior's arms without us saying a word. I miss them a lot, but I get great comfort in knowing that we will sit at the bridegroom's table together at that great celebration with the Lord. During this time a revelation came to me, that you don't have to preach to loved ones about the Lord. If you have truly accepted God as your Savior your family and friends will notice the changes in your speech, your attitude, and even your smile. When one becomes saved it's not necessary to get on your soapbox and start preaching with the few scriptures you remembered. Use Christ as a perfect example. Just talk to them in plain and simple words.

This worked with my dad. He saw Christ in our actions towards him. God had His plans. Sometimes I think He kept me here as a way for my parents and the rest of my family to get to know Him. I believe that God saves one family member to reach the others. You could be that person. You could be the key to you and your family getting an invitation to sit at the bridegroom's table for that great celebration. It's not hard, you can sit, stand, kneel or lay down, it doesn't matter. You can be alone or with a friend, in any case the Holy Spirit is there to hear you. All you do is repeat these words: Father I am a sinner in need of a Savior and only you can save me. I turn away from all my sins and totally submit my life to you. I believe that Your Son, Jesus Christ, died on the cross and shed His blood to pay for my sins and that on the third day He rose again and is seated at your right hand. Lord Jesus come into my life and I will be saved according to your word.
Thank You Lord For Saving Me! If you repeated the words and mean it with all your heart, you are saved! Praise the Lord. Your name is written in the Lamb's Book of Life and ALL of your sins are forgiven. May the Lord bless you and your family!!!!!!!!!
IN MEMORIAM
Hi all you Internet fans out there.

My name is Lorraine and I would just like to share with you what the Lord has done for me and what He means to me.

First of all He is my everything He is my all He is my life. Well now, I give my life to Jesus way back in 1980 when I was just seventeen. I went along to Sunday school when I was very young, but when I hit my teens I rebelled against God. I suppose I was a typical teenager I loved going to discos, and enjoyed drinking, and at this time I definitely had no time for God. But I praise Him for not giving up on me.

A friend asked me to come along to church one night it was a Pentecostal church, and it was here that God spoke to me. Above the Pastor was a picture of the Lord's supper, and when he gave out the call for salvation I saw myself sitting there and God said to me "Lorraine this is your last chance." I couldn't control my body my hand shot up in to the air in response, I could do nothing else and I'm glad I did what I did.

I was really worried how I was going to keep the faith, but I shouldn't have been because I now realise that God keeps me. Praise Him! Greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world. God has been so faithful to me. When I got married and had children God was still my everything. My daughter was only four when her appendix burst and she was given a fifty-fifty chance of survival. I prayed my friends and family prayed and praise God He brought her through and she is now fourteen years old. God really does care.

Things were not always easy my marriage broke up and it was really hard going with three kids to raise on your own. But God again seen me through, 10 years later I find myself happily married to a wonderful Christian man and God is still first in our lives. God is the same yesterday and today and forever. God Bless!

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