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. Mt 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!
Lorraine Madden

My name is Brandon White, and I have been a Christian for four years. I was fortunate enough to have two very loving parents who took me to church even when I was young and didn't know what was going on. I thank God now that they took me, because for several years, I never even realised that there were people who didn't go to church every Sunday.

I was something of a pervert in my early teenage years, and I was constantly striving for the approval of others, to the point that I became annoying to those around me. I came to not even like myself. Oddly enough, the tool that God used to bring me in was not pizza, but a beautiful girl named Elizabeth. I played a role that caused everyone around me to believe that I was "a perfect little boy" until one day, when I was talking about the local football team, and all the "bad things" they were doing. Here's the good part: Elizabeth's grandmother told me that she knew that I would never do anything like that, because, in her words, I was a "nice boy."
Right then, God spoke to me in a voice that He had used before, but I had never recognized. In my mind, I heard Him say three small words: "No you're not."

From there on out, He began to deal with me strongly. I told myself that I was going to change on my own, but that only lasted for about two weeks, at which time, I committed one very lustful, very fleshly sin. I realized that there was in my flesh no good thing, and that I didn't personally have the power to overcome all my evil. I cried out to God one Wednesday night, and I prayed quite possibly the simplest prayer a sinner could pray when he is crying out to God: "Lord, I need you!" For twenty minutes, I repeated this over and over again, and suddenly, I felt so pure, and so holy, and so... wonderously forgiven by a power that transcended anything I'd ever experienced before. The Holy Spirit came into my life immediately, and I started serving the Lord with all my heart.
I struggled at first, as I had no teacher except the Holy Spirit, and I had no Christian friends my age. As I grew, I discovered the wonders of living for Christ and serving Him. I am still growing in Christ, but I have never experienced such love, such power, or such abundant grace. I am so thankful that Jesus died for our sins, and that He still cares about mankind, despite all our faults.

I am eighteen years old now, and in my first year of college. God is using me in a way that He never has before, and I am closer to Him than I've ever been. I praise Him everyday for lifting me up out of my sins, "setting my foot upon a rock, and establishing my goings!"
A hungry stomach, some pizza and a story about a carpenter...

My name is Vinny Sakore, and I was born in India. I have not always been Christian, but instead grew up in a house that practiced Hinduism. During my first semester at Penn State University, I accepted Christ as my savior, and this is my personal testimony.

I met some very strong Christians my first semester, and was dragged out to a Campus for Crusade fellowship gathering. I hated it and I remember telling my friend Valerie that I would sooner drop dead than go to Crusade again.

Well, God made me into a liar with those words. It all started with God appealing to my stomach. I went to a Christian sponsored event with the intention of eating some pizza (since they had said that there would be a small discussion about dating and lots of pizza). Well, the first speaker got up and started to talk about dating, and I was pretty disinterested, and my mind was really focused on pizza. The next speaker however, caught my attention from the beginning of his talk. I don't know what it was that made me listen, I think it was him telling us about how he dared God to show himself. I remember relating to what that man (his name was Jon Burton) from Albequerque, NM had to say and just being swept away with emotion.

After he was done, instead of obeying my stomach and its hunger for pizza, I slowly walked over to Jon and listened to the cravings of my soul. He talked to me for almost an hour, and I told him about a lot of things. I didn't accept Christ that night, but I walked away that night with two names for a bible study, a book called "More than a Carpenter" (by Josh McDowell), and not a bite of pizza.

It wasn't long after that that I accepted Christ, and was on fire for God. I remember reading all four Gospels in one night, reading Revelations in another, and not being able to sleep for about a week after that. Reading "More than a Carpenter" only made me that much more sure of my decision.

I would love it if the rest of my testimony were to say, and Vinny lived happily ever after, but it doesn't. Instead of continuing to be on fire for God, I turned into a "lone ranger Christian" who didn't feel the need for any campus fellowship or the church. I decided it I could be closer to God by myself.

Well, I was wrong. Instead of listening to what the Bible says about being a member of the body of Christ, I ignored it. We are told that we are useless members of the body without the rest of it, and I am a testimony to that. Rather than worship Jesus in church, I started to worship alcohol and pleasure. I failed a lot of classes, and had to take time off from school to rebuild my life.

Last summer, I recommitted my life to Christ and have started to walk with God again. I currently work full time as a Network Administer, am getting ready to graduate and have decided to devote my life to Christ. What role I play in the ministry is still undecided, but that I will have a role is decided.

All this because of a hungry stomach, a promise of some pizza and a carpenter who was so much more than just that.
Thank you Valerie, Rich, Jon and...
THANK YOU JESUS FOR SAVING ME.

For God so Loved the World that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever should believe in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. (John 3:16)

Praise the name of Jesus. I bring you greetings from Nigeria. I come from Lagos, Nigeria. The testimony that I'm going to share today is the testimony of my conversion. It's a wonderful experience to know the Lord. It's something good to be in Christ.

I want to go back to my early days.
Way back in 1993, actually I was on my way here to the United States from Lagos. I was at the airport I checked in my luggage. You know in Nigeria facilities are not really too good. Things were sure hot at the airport. My flight was supposed to be at 1:30 am in the morning. I checked in around 7 pm in the night. It was so hot I decided to go back home freshen up and come back later. About 11 pm I came back to the airport only to hear the announcement for the last boarding of my flight. To cut a long story short, I missed the flight. I had to go back home, there was another flight to the United States leaving on Friday which I hoped to take. The following day I went back to the office where I received a call from my colleague around 6 pm. We had a lot of exchange problems in Nigeria, it was difficult to obtain US dollars which we normally use for international trade. So around 6 pm I had a call that I should come somewhere at Victoria island, that there's a man who had an account here who's willing to exchange some money for me. On the way back from this place I ran into a gang of armed robbers. It was a moving experience. Up to that time in my life God has no place. Even to tell you I mean how bad I was then. I'm not trying to give glory to Satin, I thank God. I've been into all kind of things I'm someone who's given to reading. I read all kind of things. I've read about and practiced Yoga. I practiced astral-projection and read Veda and Buddha. I read anything you could think of about the occult. It was only the grace of God that stopped me from going over.

I remember in my room in my undergraduate days I read electronic engineering. You know I had some Christian friends in my room and they would gather together in the evening praying. And I mean to my shame today I know more about scripture today then to criticize. I would tell them how the ministry of Jesus was only for the Jews. You know when I read about the history of the blacks there was something that questioned me, "Can this God be universal you know a God who did so much against the blacks could He be the same God that we should all worship?" So it was difficult for me to accept Christ or Christianity. You know I spent the whole 4 years of my undergraduate days preaching against the gospel everywhere I could and everywhere I could stand up. But I remember a prophecy in my first year. One of my roommates, Wilfred took a look at me, people were hailing me. You know I was quoting from the scriptures. Christians didn't know as much as I did. He told me, "You know what Femi, you will preach the gospel." I said, "Wilfred take another look at me. Bring Jesus come down from heaven. I mean that is wishful thinking." He said, "You will preach the gospel." Wilfred forgot about it, I remember in my final year he asked me to call on Jesus. I said, "I don't need any Jesus." I thought it was my part, I came out with the first class. I thought it was all by my part. I took to life, I thought I had the whole world in my pocket. So it was at this point that I worked for a couple years in an oil service industry. I incorporated a company with some colleagues. Two of them were Muslims. One of them was a very fanatic Muslim. You know it really didn't matter much to me, I mean the scripture about being unequally yoked. But the hand of God was upon my life. I was youngest. In fact the person I was next to graduated the year I was just getting admission to the university, but I was his boss in the office. So it created conflict and jealousy. After all what's so special about this young guy. I was sort of the technical store house of the company. So this fateful day as we just left Victoria land on our way back to the office a car just crossed my way. I slammed on the brake and before you could just say Jesus I had a gun pointing at my head. And just as that scene was going on about 20 km away, my wife was just passing through the living room and her eyes fell upon our wedding picture and she heard a revelation. I know there are a lot of women here whose husbands are not here. I don't want you to loose hope, I want you to keep on praying. God is about to move in your life, God is about to move in the life of your husband. I normally took my wife to church, but I just dropped her by the gate of the church and headed for the sports field or office. But she kept on praying. Just at that time she herd a voice that I was gone. God quickened her spirit and she rushed into the room and started interceding for me.

When this car crossed my path I didn't know that the men were armed. I thought it was just a drunken driver so I slammed on the break. When I started starring at the gun I knew it wasn't a joke. He asked me to get down from the car, which I did. My briefcase, my passport, and my driving license were in the car, everything that could identify me was there. The car was just four months old. He made me lie in the street while he and his three colleagues zoomed off with the car. A kind of peace descended upon me which I could not explain.

Later when I was listening to my wife's testimony it was exactly at the time that the gun was pointed at my head that she heard the voice. She was carrying a seven months pregnancy and this was around 10 PM. She had to request a neighbor's assistance to go and look for me; that something has happened. And to give you little background I work very hard. I work very late, sometimes I don't get home till maybe around midnight and this was just 10 pm. My neighbor told my wife, "I know your husband, it's not unusual this is still early". My wife insisted that something has happened. When I left my office that fateful evening I didn't lock the door of the office, I just put on the security gate. My laptop was still on my table running because I thought it was going to be a quick transaction and that I would still come back to the office. When my wife got to my office her worst fear was confirmed. They searched the whole road, no sign. They started searching the hospitals. It wasn't till around 3 am in the morning that I was able to put a call through to my house and of course she wasn't in. She was still busy searching for me. It wasn't until around 3:30 am that she finally came to the police station where I went to report.

You know all through this time I was a bit sober, but I wasn't broken. It was when some friends came over and my wife was sharing what transpired that night that I was moved. But I knew from what I read about the occult that there are powers in the world. I knew there are powers, but the idea of God speaking to you about what is going on somewhere, was a bit far fetched for me then. My father in law too testified of a vision he had that afternoon of a blood-bath. He did the only thing he knew, praying in the name of Jesus. He started interceding for me. You know I had a very close friend at work we shared everything together. But when it came to the issue of Jesus I just asked him to hang up. We are very close. But I thank God. He's a member of the Full Gospel Businessmen's Fellowship International (FGBMFI). Several times he invited me to the fellowship's breakfast outreach meeting. I would promise to attend but I wouldn't honor my commitment. One day he said, "Femi we're having a breakfast and I'm preaching Saturday would you like to come?" I said, "yes" just not to hurt him. Somehow the Holy Spirit knew what He wanted to do that day. He turned to my wife, "Dupe will you be coming?" She said, "we will be coming." Saturday morning came and my wife reminded me that we had a date that morning. I said, "sorry I won't be able to go." She said, "but you promised." I said, "yes I know somebody invited me to come and take breakfast, and if I don't feel like it, is that a crime?" I saw the hurt on her face. I believe the Holy Spirit made me look in her eyes and I saw she was deeply hurt. She said, "I should please do this one for her." And somehow the sequence of what happened on the night of the robbery flashed through my mind, and I asked myself in all honesty; if my wife had been in the same position that I was in, would I have really staked my life to go and start looking for her? The answer was no. I said, "OK if this is so much important to you I will go along with you." You know my idea about Christian's up to this point in time was that of a drab looking people. I looked for some of my old clothes that I haven't worn in years just to be able to fit in. This was my thinking. We got to the Sheraton Hotel, the venue of the meeting, even though I wasn't a Christian at that time I could feel something different about the gathering. I felt so odd. I felt something missing in me. When the praise worship started I couldn't believe the kind of ecstasy I felt. It was as if I was in heaven. The man of God came up there preaching the word and we started praying. I didn't know from somewhere tears started welling out of my eyes. I mean I started weeping like a baby. I had to start pinching myself that Femi boy it's you... I mean it's not just someone else. When the alter call came I found myself on my feet. Before I knew it I was before the alter. My wife and my friend who invited me could not hold back their tears. I've been into everything talking in terms of reading. I've read all kind of junk. I've practiced all kind of things. I was prayed for and a great peace descended upon me. There's no way I could describe it.

We left that place and when I got home I slept like I never slept before in my life. Since that day, brothers and sisters, God caused a turn around in my life. Up till that time I was in a partnership. A couple of days after my conversion we were praying in my house, when we received a vision that I had to leave my business partnership. I had been doing practically all the work, but I really had nothing to show for it. It was such a time that it wasn't really right to start a new business. Looking at it from the physical it wasn't really a good time. But it was the word of God maybe because I was still a baby in the Lord I believed. You know there are times you believe without really questioning.

Just to cut a long story short. A situation happened I had to inform the board of my company about my desire to leave. People were skeptical about the wisdom of such a move... I mean some of my colleagues were laughing because they knew I had no money. But God started a series of miracles in my finances. To let you know of the miracles of God, before the end of that year I was able to raise money without borrowing to pay for the present office in Lagos for four years. In the first year of my operation what four of us could do in three years, the Lord did it in one year.

God has not stopped with me. I became a full member of the Full Gospel Business Men's Fellowship International. I am currently membership secretary of the fellowship. I want to tell you what the Lord has been doing in my life. I mean I used to be an ulcer patient, and now completely cured by God. I have seen transformation of my life. My marriage was healed; if not for God I would not have any marriage today. I was sharing with my sister a couple of days back, that we go through some experiences in life, we think that we know it all. But one thing I know is that God has a plan for each and everyone of us. None of us comes into the world just to be anybody, God has a special role for you. My prayer for you this morning is that you find God's plan for your life. Nothing really matters. I have seen life transformed. There's power in the name of Jesus. I don't want to do anything else. I look at my whole life, what else do I give to God, nothing but thanks. Here I am, picked up from the pit. He has put a new song on my lips. I want to encourage everyone of us. I see my coming here today was not by accident. You know the Holy Spirit laid it on my heart as I entered in here that I would stand before you to speak. In little things such as what to eat today and where you are going to go today God is there to speak to you. I want us to bow down before this God. Let's seek Him with all our heart. You know He's a God who hasn't called us to come and serve Him for nothing, He has something for you. He wants to turn your life around. He wants to make things beautiful for you. Like our brother shared, I don't know what experience he was going through in 1993 there are so many things I skipped I was telling my sister 3 days ago I got to a point that year that if I could have taken my life I would have done it. The pressure was so much, I was in debt, my wife had a very difficult delivery, things were all just falling around me. But I thank one thing for Jesus that was in me I knew this was a test, I knew that this was fallow ground that had been broken, so I wasn't shaken. I know that God is prepared to do something in this place. I know this from God, when next year when I come here this place will be overflowing. This ministry will be empowered by the power of Jesus Christ. This ministry will grow not by the power of man but by the power of the Holy Spirit and we shall all be partakers of that blessing. Praise the LORD.

Hello. My name is Theresa Toms and I would like to tell you my story. I was raised in a Pentecostal church. I remember we would get up bright and early every Sunday morning to go to church and Sunday School. I loved to sing and clap my hands with the music. When I was little I thought everybody in the world went to church every Sunday. I was shocked to find that a lot of people didn't even go to church, let alone know what Sunday School was.

When I was about 11, I became aware of all the bad things that were happening every day in the world, It had an adverse effect on me. I became quite withdrawn, with no emotion. I had an extremely negative outlook on any and everything and was always depressed. It was like a dark-tinted room where I could look out, but nobody could look in and know I was there. I would hear an awesome sermon preached, and I desperately wanted to cry and pray through like everybody else, but something was holding me back. It was like someone squeezing my head and choking back my tears and sobs.

At the age of 12, something started to happen. I began to search for a way out of my dark room that had no door. Deep, deep down inside of me I knew that this was not the kind of Christian life Christians were supposed to have. One night I remember when I was 13, 1 was so restless during the preaching. I don't remember what was said, but when the altar call was given, it felt like a tug of war pulling me both towards and away from the altar. Somehow I found myself at the altar and then a lady came up behind me and said, "Do you want the Holy Ghost?" I don't remember saying anything, but I closed my eyes and listened to the people around me praying. I felt hands on me as the whole church started praying for me. I began to cry as I felt so much love and care.
I asked Jesus to come into my heart and cleanse me and wash away my sins. Then I heard myself speak in words that were not my own as the people shouted and cried for joy because Jesus filled me with the Holy Ghost. He saved me! What an awesome experience! There's nothing to compare it to!

If you are living in a dark-tinted room today and feel there is no way out and no key to unlock the non existing door, I can tell you there IS a key and there IS a door, because Jesus said in Matthew 7:7, "Ask and it shall be given you; seek and ye shall find, knock and it shall be open unto you." Let Him give you His light and life. You will find no comparison, for He is the creator of light and life, and anything else is merely counterfeit. 'Come to church and experience His love and care with us. It will be the greatest happening in your life.

JESUS CHRIST THE SAME YESTERDAY, AND TODAY, AND FOR EVER
He saves sinners, heals the sick, and He baptizes in the Holy Spirit all those who believe in Him.

I thank and glorify God, through our Lord Jesus Christ, for the opportunity He gives me to witness through this newspaper, all the wonderful things our Lord gracefully performed to me, the least of all the saints.

I was born to Orthodox parents in 1924 in a Cypriot village called Aulona. When I was 12 years old my father died. Since that age I loved God and I attended regularly. From all the verses, I heard in church, the one that had impressed my mind most and had produced a Godly fear in me, was the one saying: "For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?". Matthew 16:26.

This specific verse was always invoking Godly fear in me and I was always wanted to start studying religious books and the life of the holy men of God, for I had no idea about the Holy Bible.

In the end, among the many books I had already read, I happened to read a book with the title: "Salvation of the sinner". I was 23 years old at the time. After having studied that book carefully, I concluded that it was impossible for a man to be saved while being in the world. According to that book I had to leave the world to lead a secluded life in a monastery. After serious consideration I decided to leave my house secretly, so that my brothers and my mother would not hinder me.

On 10.1.1948 I entered the Staurovouniou monastery. I stayed in it for three months obeying its rules, in watchings, fastings, and studying many religious books found in the monastery. But all this labor produced no benefit to my soul, because I was always felt the heavy burden of my sins and I could not find any satisfaction. "I was there among so many good things as a dead man" Isaiah 59:10.

"Which things have indeed a shew of wisdom in all worship, and humility, and neglecting of the body; not in any honour to the satisfying of the flesh." Colossians 2:23.

After having been was disappointed by this environment I returned to the world feeling an emptiness in my heart. In 1950 I got married and I settled in Nikosia, where I worked as a confectioner until 1953. The desire to find God, though, was never quenched in my heart. I was always looking for the truth and for the assurance of Salvation in my heart. I could see light nowhere until the blessed time came when God sent someone from the Church of God of Prophecy who preached the truth of the Word of God to us. The pastor of the church was brother M. Kounas. 25 June 1950 was a blessed Sunday, when, at 16 p.m. we heard, the preaching of the new birth and Salvation for the first time. At the end of the sermon the preacher asked his audience: "how many of you desire to receive Jesus Christ as your personal Savior?" "Because as many as received Him to them He gave authority to become the children of God." John 1:12.

My wife and I accepted Jesus Christ as our Savior and the brethren prayed for us. "Now therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints, and of the household of God;" Ephesians 2:19.

Alleluia!! Glory be to Jesus Christ our Redeemer. Now I am really happy and I rejoice at the assurance of Salvation in my heart. We study the Holy Bible day and night, because the Word of God is the food of our soul.: "But he answered and said, It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God." Matthew 4:4.

Now I would like to share with you briefly of three situations in which I was miraculously healed, through prayer, without the use of any medication. In March 1953, while I was working as a confectioner, I started coughing up blood. I didn't know where the blood was coming from, because I was not feeling any chest discomfort, only a sensation in my throat and initially I presumed that the blood was coming from that place. For this reason I didn't go to the doctors at once but I sent a letter to the brethren in the village of Kato Dryos, asking them to pray for my healing since I was seriously ill. By that time I didn't know the nature of my disease. The coughing of blood went on, especially during the night time and after three days I visited the doctors. After I described my problem he sent me to an ear-nose-throat specialist to find out whether the blood was coming from the throat or not.

The doctor examined me and found that the blood was not coming from the throat. I returned to the first doctor, J. Meleagron, who ordered for a chest X-ray. After he examined it he told me: "Odyssea, the upper lobe of your right lung is severely affected by tuberculosis and this is the place where the blood is coming from. You must stop working at once and to start treatment because this is a serious condition. the treatment cannot be carried out in your house but you must go to the General hospital to find doctor Mike Konstantinides. He is in charge of the Cypernountas Sanatorium and he will help you, because he is an old friend of mine" So I went to the hospital and I found Dr Konstantinides. He was very friendly with me. He examined me, he took another chest X-ray and after he established the seriousness of my condition, he prescribed an initial treatment and ordered me to return after eight days when he would be able to secure a place in the Sanatorium for me.

After I left the hospital, I visited with my wife brother M. Kounas, the pastor of the church and we asked him to pray for us, after we explained the whole situation. He anointed me with oil, in the name of the Lord, and prayed for my healing according to the Word of God (James 5:14-15). I decided not to return to the hospital because I believed that the Lord would heal me, as He had already healed so many others" Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed." Isaiah 53:4-6
Indeed after eight days the doctor informed me that I should go to the hospital since he had secured the place for me. As I have already mentioned, I had decided not to return to the hospital hoping that the Lord would heal me. The pressure from my friends was relatives was so intense that in the end I decided to go to the hospital. We prepared the necessary things for my long stay there and we left to take the bus for the Sanitarium. Just outside the bus station we met brother Siakalis, who was bringing us a letter from the brethren in Kato Dryos. You may recall that I had asked them to pray for my healing. Among other things the brethren were writing to us: " Dear brother in Christ, Odyssea. We received your letter and we were very sorry to hear that you are so seriously ill. We prayed to the Lord and the Lord disclosed the following through His prophets: "You are suffering from tuberculosis (notice: they didn't know the diagnosis) but be not afraid because your disease is for the glory of God. I do not want you to go to any doctors, but to give your heart to Jesus Christ completely and to have absolute faith in Him, and I will heal you without any medication, while you are sleeping in your room".

I had either to believe that this was a divine revelation, or to continue my way to the hospital. We were about to take the bus, when I decided not to go. I told my wife: "It is better not to go. Let us go to the brethren in Kato Drys to pray with them.

We went there indeed and we prayed together for five hours. The Lord revealed through His prophets Panaiwta Sergi, Panaiwta Koutsakou and Maria Apehi, mysteries to us, which I cannot describe in this limited space. In the end the elder anointed me with oil and from that moment on I threw all the medications for cough suppression and hemoptysis away. Glory to Jesus Christ our Redeemer! Alleluia. "He took all my sins sicknesses and diseases upon the Cross, and has given me peace."
We bid our brethren good bye and walked on foot the five miles distance to my wife's village, Lagia, carrying our 3 years old child too. That night I slept for the first time without coughing up blood. Next day we went to Nicosia. The doctor had been waiting for us in the Sanitarium. After two days had passed without us showing up he sent a nurse to our house to see what had happened.

I firmly believed that the Lord had healed me. To cut a long story short when the authorities asked me to bring them a health certificate to allow me to continue my work I went to the same doctor and asked him to examine me. He drew blood for analysis, he took a new chest X-ray and he told to return after eight days for the results.

Glory be to God, after eight days, when I returned to the hospital, the doctor was excited and told me: "the blood tests are quite normal and there is not any sign of infection in the chest film. What has happened to you is a genuine miracle, because normally your disease would require 3 to 4 years of treatment. It would never be cured in 15 days and without any medication." After we told him of the Glorious doctor and our Savior Jesus Christ, we left the hospital happy.

Many years after this first incident the Lord healed me from serious nephritis, that is loosing protein from the kidneys. I spent two years in a very strict diet with no result. In the end I threw everything away and I received my healing through prayer and faith in the Lord.

After that I was healed from dermatitis affecting my hands and feet. I had used many kinds of ointments, only to see the dermatitis spreading. I exercised faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. After I prayed the elders anointed me with oil in the name of the Lord, they prayed for me and I threw all the ointments away. After a few days I saw that any sign of dermatitis had disappeared.

I invite all of you, by the Word of God, to accept the grace of God, through our Savior Jesus Christ. As is written in the Word of God: "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price". Isaiah 55:1

THERE WAS ALWAYS AN EMPTINESS IN MY SOUL WHICH NOTHING COULD EVER FILL
I was born in Athens in 1949. My parents belonged to the Free Apostolic Church of Pentecost. I had, if I can say, the privilege to grow up in a surrounding where God's love and peace were evident.

From an early age, my parents admonished and sowed the Word of God in my heart. This Word sprouted and I got converted at the age of fifteen. I recall the zeal the Lord Jesus Christ had put in my heart at that time. I would yearn for the moment to go to church and praise the Lord with my brethern. I always read the Holy Bible wherever I could, even on bus. My heart would absorb the Word of God. That zeal lasted for about three years. As I was growing, I started making friends from the world. That little by little, resulted to take me away from the will of God. Time passed by and I joined the army. There, I was even more taken away from God's things. Yet, our Lord always protected me. Many times, He saved me from certain death. I recall the time I was working on a scaffolding and concreting on the fourth floor of a construction site. I stumbled and I felt myself in mid air. Then a hand, God's hand brought me back to my place.
The control of the Holy Spirit was always deep in me, wherever I went. Whatever I did would not fill the emptiness I felt in my soul. I would recall with pain, how my life was when I was in church. Satan had bound me and was saying to me: "God does not forgive you, for you met Him and forsake Him."

Yet, I praise God because I came to myself, like the prodigal son and returned to my Father's home. So, in 1974 on an unforgettable and blessed night, I got on my knees, and called on the Lord with all my heart. I repented for all I had done. The Lord came to me with a lot of power and confirmed me once again, that I am His child. He baptized me with His Holy Spirit at an all-night prayer meeting after four years.
I do thank God, for He gave me a faithful wife and we, together, have four children. I also praise God, because He saved my children and kept them to His church by His grace. Now, we are all awaiting the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. "Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will rise. Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light". Micah 7:8.