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I had been suffering with Trigmineal Neuralgia. The doctor had put me on Neurontin. It's a seizure medicine that helped the pain very little. My condition was a damaged nerve in the right side of my head. It hurt so bad when the shower water hit my head. It would bring me to my knees. I couldn't chew, wash my face on the right side, or smile. The pain was too bad. All I could do was drink oatmeal in a very liquid form and drink mashed potatoes. My personality had been taken away with all the pain. The doctors wouldn't do brain surgery, only, as a last resort and then it could come back. I read my Bible all the time and my healing scriptures. I prayed and cried all the time. I watched all the Christian preachers and their prayer partners prayed with me. I sat there on day and wrote everything that I could think of that I had done wrong in my life. I searched my life of any forgiveness that I needed to have toward anyone. I was no good for my family the shape that I was in. They had to do everything for me. I had even had thoughts of how I could get out of this pain. I cried out to God more than I had ever done in my life!!

One morning as I slowly arose, I started walking done the hall. All of a sudden, it felt like something being sprinkled into the top of my head. I stopped and just stood there. It felt so wonderful!! It proceeded down my neck and out my left arm and fingers. Next it went out my right arm and fingers. Next, it went down my chest and stomach and down each leg and toes. When it left my body, there was a powerful force that knocked me backwards. At that moment, I was filled with joy and peace unspeakable!! I ran into the kitchen, telling my family that I didn't hurt anymore and that I was totally fillled with joy and peace. I grabbed for the phone and wanted to share it with everyone that I know! I thank our wonderful, loving Father for his mercy and grace that he has given me. It has completely changed my life! I now know that at that time I was baptised in the Holy Spirit. I have prayed in tongues since then and have had dreams and visions.

Also, that night that God touched me, my oldest daughter was hurting in her back. It felt like a little knot. I prayed for her that night. The next morning, I walked into the bathroom where she was and ask her how her back felt. She said better. I took her arm and told her that she didn't have to worry about her back anymore, that it was going to be fine. I had been rubbing her arm while I talked with her. When I went to let go of her arm, it was like a magnet that forced my hand back on her arm. I couldn't move it off for a while. Things like this has been happening and I know it is all from God. I wittness all the time and can't read his word enough! I am ready for anything he has planned for me to do. I am so happy all the time and I praise his name for the healing that he has done in me. There are so many people with Neuralgia and I ask all of you to help me pray for them. This condition only gets worse. But thanks to God, he has a cure!!

True life story of Suwimon Panyangarm

A living testimony

by Vachiravan Vanlaeiad

Suwimon (nicknamed Keng) was born in 1945 in Bangkok’s Chinatown, Thailand. Her father, Dr. So, was a medical doctor and her mother, Hong-yu, a midwife. They had migrated from China to Thailand long before her birth. She had 2 older brothers, 3 elder sisters, and 2 younger brothers (unfortunately one of her little brothers was dead when he was small). Her ancestors were devout Christians. Her grandfather was one of the first veteran Christians of Maitrichit Church, which is the world’s first Overseas Chinese Baptist Church (established in 1837) located in Chinatown. Her parents were highly competent and hard-working, resulting in owning a gigantic mansion in the nation’s largest Chinese community. They had divided their residence into two parts: a clinic with full facilities and living quarters. They were highly loved and respected both in their community and at church. Her father was a highly-effective and extremely-active member of Maitrichit Church, thus having been elected, on various occasions, the church’s deacon chairman.



Suwimon had perfectly copied her father, not only features and characteristics, but also his fervency and zealousness in God’s services. She was the only daughter whom Dr. So had always taken to church with him, especially during weekly prayer sessions on Thursday evenings. As a result, all of her young adult life had only revolved around her church, schools, and residence.



She was not beautiful. Yet her always cheerful temper plus genial disposition and leadership personality, had made her an attractive girl. She had served God since her young age, from interpreting for Chinese missionaries and visiting speakers to leading the church’s youth group. Her love for God has been her first and foremost for all of her life.



However, when she was a young teen (approx. 15-16 years old), her father, only 53, had died of gullet cancer. She was extremely distressed since her loss had deprived her not only of her most beloved dad, but her education. She had to finish school to render help in the family’s clinic. However, never once she blamed God, because for her God has never, ever done anything wrong.



During her youth, Suwimon had been plagued by various kinds of sicknesses and diseases. For example: her whole body was so red and swollen (urticated), causing an ugly sight. Anyhow, this could not prevent her from going to church and participating in prayer meetings. She has always believed that when you pray for God’s healing, you have to entrust everything to Him and go on serving or doing your normal activities. This also includes receiving modern medicine’s treatments. After many months had passed, God finally healed her. Then, shortly after being healed of urticaria, she had experienced with rheumatic fevers. She practiced her same old system: incessant prayers for healing (this time took long years), receiving modern treatments, and leaving the results to her Almighty Physician (Jesus Christ). Thank God that she was again completely healed of rheumatism without any lasting effects or damages.



After assisting in her family’s clinic for a few years, Suwimon, with the help and encouragement of a son of one of Maitrichit Church’s ministers, had furthered her study in a school of commerce. After graduation, her knowledge plus proficiency in English had equipped her with competency to work with various US Embassy agencies in Bangkok. Her workplaces ranged firstly from the Consular Section (in 1971) to USOM (United States Overseas Mission), US Trade Center (Information Section), Commercial Section, respectively, and finally back to the Consular Section.



After working for one of the US agencies, she had married (in 1972) with A pastor’s son who had encouraged and supported her to further her study. Even though her marriage was first rejected by most of her brothers and sisters including her church friends, her firm belief that this man was the right one (sent from God) had broken through all the obstacles. She and her one and only boyfriend (named Vichien) had been going steady for nearly 9 years. During those years, many rich guys had tried to make advances at her, but Suwimon had her eyes set on Vichien only. Being the firstborn son of the church’s poor pastor, Vichien was his dad’s most dedicated assistant, always accompanying and assisting his father in various ministries. He had also excelled in academic abilities, being granted an AFS (American Field Service) scholarship to further his study for one year in a high school in the US, and later graduating in Laws from one of Thailand’s outstanding universities. These were enough to convince Suwimon to choose him as her life partner.



Following her marriage, Suwimon had 5 children (the first son was stillborn): Ann, Candy, Emmie, and First. As usual, she never reproved God for the death of her first son because, for her, God has never done anything wrong (if there’s something wrong, it must be hers.) Losing her firstborn son was a tragedy, especially for the Chinese who had placed high value on sons.



While working with the US Trade Center, she had also plagued by mumps, causing extremely pains on her both cheeks. She had been praying for healing and being treated medically by many experts both at the Embassy’s and other hospitals. This time she had followed her usual formula: praying, receiving full treatment, and leaving the results to God. Praise the Lord that she again was permanently healed.



However, when her children was very small: Ann (6 years old), Candy (4), Emmie (3), and First (only 13 months), she had rapidly developed cancer symptoms! During working for the Consular Section (for the second and last time), she had suffered various kinds of sicknesses for almost a year, especially being inflicted with anguish pains all over her body, which so extreme that she could not walk or do anything except lying and groaning incessantly. Because of her clinical history of rheumatism, various doctors and experts had unanimously diagnosed that she had Polymyositis. This was probably, back in 1980, due to lack of technology advancement in detecting any malignant lumps (ex: mammography, etc.). Anyhow, she had finally been diagnosed with breast cancer since a lump of 5-centimeter diameter was found on her left breast; and following immediate biopsy, the lump was confirmed malignant: breast cancer at the end of 3rd stage! Mastectomy was then urgently made (by one of the nation’s most outstanding breast surgeons of the time: Dr. Prapan Kitisin of Chulalongkorn University, thank Jesus!) on her left breast in November 1981. After the operation all her pains and sufferings had also immediately and miraculously gone. Nevertheless, she had to confront further with another new series of sufferings and pains for a long period of time: Chemotherapy (12 times) and Radiotherapy (25 times with Dr. Lakana Pote-nukul of Ramathibodi Hospital).



This sickness had rendered acute pains to her much more than all anguish resulting from her previous five deliveries combined. Because not only extreme pains were inflicted on her body, but in her heart and mind also. While lying in torments at her family’s clinic, she had to endure the sight of her four little kids, especially Ann and Candy, who were constantly crying and worrying about their mother’s predicament. This was the hardest test and trial she has ever experienced in her whole life. Still, she held tightly to her practices: pray unceasingly, being medically treated with the fullest extent, and leaving the rest to God. She had never been afraid of death or dying, but she was worried over her kids since they were very young. Who would take care of them if she was dead? Who would love them as much as she did after she died?



She told God that His will was ultimate, whether she was dead or alive. However, if He was willing, could He please spare her life for the sake of her small children. And if it was God’s will, would he please grant her another 25 years of living in order for her to be able to see her youngest son graduate from a university and have a steady job. Not her will, but His will be done. Amen.



During her convalescence, one day there was a call from the US Embassy (at that time she had resigned from the embassy after her sick leave entitlements were used up, and after her long leave without pay was due). The caller was one of her colleagues. She had asked Suwimon how she was and then immediately informed her about how fortunate she was that the US Government in Washington D. C., had granted her not only a lump sum, but also pensions: $US200 monthly for the rest of her life. And if she was dead (of this cancer), a lump sum would also be granted to her children and the US government would take care of the kids’ education until their university graduation. Suwimon was also informed by the caller that this was a very rare case since she had worked with the embassy for only 10 years.



After her colleague hung up, Suwimon was stunned for a whole minute. Then she began tearfully praising God for His mercy and abundant provisions.



While being treated with modern medicines and recuperating at her family’s clinic, she was, all the time, thinking about going to church. After receiving chemotherapy for a while, she started to feel better and wanted to attend church. However, since that first attendance, she had never once missed the church. She remembered one Sunday morning, that she had to climb nearly 20 flights of stairs (with the help of her assistant, pushing Suwimon’s back and bottom up the staircases) in order to enter the Lord’s congregation. Once inside the church, she was too tired to sing, only sitting still while praising God silently from her heart. She had known that God was spirit, so He knew everything.



During her recuperation, her father-in-law, Rev. Dr. Chao Panyangarm, had sent her name and predicament to the “Silence Unity” which was then a 24-hour prayer meetings based in the US. Not only she was prayed for by Thai Christians throughout the country, but Christians from all over the world had also interceded with God for her healing.



As days went by, she felt stronger. One day, she felt that her strength was fully restored. She could walk and do all the chores as normal people did. She had then never stopped serving God by visiting patients (especially the cancer ones) and praying for their healing. She has been fervently and actively served in God’s ministries since then until now (more than 28 years after being struck by first symptoms of breast cancer). God had completely healed her. Even though some symptoms have since raised their ugly heads at times, she would pray and cast out the symptoms in the name of Jesus. She always claims the well-known bible verse: “…by His wounds we are healed” (Isaiah 53:5). Praise the Lord that He has granted Suwimon more than she had asked for: 25 years of living. She has not only seen her youngest son graduate from a university in Bangkok, and now further his study in the US; she has also seen her first grandson growing up and helped raised him until he is at present one year and nine months old (August 2010).



Even though she had been absolutely healed of breast cancer; during the long journey of life since then, she was also plagued with another diseases and sicknesses, and was completely healed (by God) of them all. First, hemorrhagic fevers; second, losing of the iris on her left eye; and finally, gallstone. And although she would not know what the future holds; she has convincingly believed that she will never die of cancer because the Bible says, “…He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus” (Philippians 1:6). Praises be to God forever and ever.

I WANTED TO COMMIT SUICIDE – SPIRITS URGED ME TILL JESUS SAVED ME

Back when I was six-years-old, my brother and I were walking on a frozen lake thinking that we were in a park when the ice gave way. I fell in and my brother grabbed me, and then he fell in, too. While I was saved by him, no one was able to save him. At my brother’s funeral, the priest said that the good Lord needed him, so he took him. Well, I didn’t know how to deal with so much pain, and after two weeks, I couldn’t handle my brother being gone, so I decided to go where he was and that means death. So one day in my closet, filled with hatred towards God for taking my brother, I pulled a blanket up to my chest and pretended to be dead. I found a lot of joy and peace in this, but after the second or third time that I did that, I heard a voice that mocked God. It made me feel really good to know that I wasn’t the only one that hated God. Within a short time, I heard such mocking and such hatred toward God that I just felt like whomever this is really understands me. So I just kept getting into my pretend coffin more and more. Then one day I heard a voice say, “I love you, and I care a lot about you. God is ruthless and doesn’t care about you.” So at the age of eight, my hatred of God increased a lot. Then I started developing severe nightmares. So my parents suggested I see a priest. But my spirit friend said, “I will give you words to say, so don’t be afraid.” It was right. The priest did not know how to help me. Then one day at age seven, I went into the spirit world and had my first demonic vision. I saw myself putting an axe in my dad’s skull. But my spirit friend said, “Don’t tell anyone, because if you do, you will be locked up forever.” I then knew my friend was real, because I could hear him crystal clear. About a year later, I now had several spirit friends, and most of them I could see. But Raw was a spirit friend that scared other spirit friends, because his name was “war” spelled backwards. By now I encountered a spirit that amazed me because he was nice and he would say I love you deeply and it’s too bad God doesn’t see any value in you. Then he said can I come live inside of you, so I said yes. Than he started to tell me what I need to do to end all the pain. Several times he would say you should just kill your self because know one really cares about you. Well as time went on I started drinking a little bit here and there, and that really caused my friends to be more active. By age twelve, I decided to hate all people of color. It seemed fun and all my spirit friends really liked it. See, I wanted to please them, because the more I pleased them, the more they would say, “We love you and care about you.” By age fifteen, my severe nightmares stopped, because I became friends with a spirit called Nightmare, but my other playmate spirits were more loving. By sixteen, most friends of mine from school wanted to look at pornography, so I just pretended to like it, too, but actually I was thinking about how to kill people or myself. I considered Ted Bundy and Hitler to be very genuine men, and I knew both of them were controlled by spirits. I was introduced to the Ouija board at seventeen, and my friend said it was boring, but I heard it growl at me, and this really turned me on. So I quit being into racism, and I dived into occultism. By age eighteen, I began developing a really bad habit of taking cocaine and meth, but my spirit friends let me know that from my childhood, God had been my problem, and I was to hate those that followed Him. My friend Suicide spirit was now really starting to point out just how worthless life was and how I deserved a better life but because I wasn’t a great athlete or very attractive he would say please kill your self because God doesn’t want you and why would you try to survive through this miserable life. Well, I had gotten heavy into cursing people and things as a child, so I now began seeing things happen to those I cursed, like people getting hurt when I spoke evil against them now as an adult. At age twenty, I got heavy in to Satanism. Well because I knew I was losing my mind and I was becoming more and more evil I tried to over dose 3 different times, but sense that didn’t work I took some pills and drank a bottle of whiskey. Well I wanted to get back at some one close to me so I told a social worker that I am going to commit murder with a sledgehammer. At that moment, I was court-ordered to go into a psychiatric ward. While in there, I was diagnosed with many different mental illnesses. But that was really funny to me, because these spirits spoke through me and confused everybody.One day in another ward, I heard this real gentle voice say, “I love you, my child. Please call out to me.” But after I heard that voice, it seemed like all hell broke loose. After getting out of another rehab, I went to a friend for help, and he took me to the wealthiest tarot card reader in the state. This woman read Tarot cards even for doctors and attorneys. But while we were in her kitchen, she called my friend into the other room and said, “What in the hell are you doing? Don’t you realize the demons in him are by far more powerful than the spirits I deal with?” After that, we were ordered to leave. Well, because I was able to get the Ouija board to move around in so many ways, I started scaring all my friends. Well then my friend called Suicide said you are just as cursed as we are now God can’t accept you; you have failed at every thing in life so why you are still fighting me please end all this suffering now. So in complete desperation I was so confused about why a loser would still be alive then my friend the spirit of Suicide said I love you and I care a lot about you but God made so many mistakes about you that he is just cruel and so unloving so I decided after six rehabs and seven mental wards, I should take my life. For the first time in my life I felt so happy and I literally saw at least 5 demons that day saying we will meet again, now go through with it, so I slit my wrist with my girl friend standing over me as she put her hand tightly around mine she pulled back and blood went every where. She was getting really excited but I think I was in shock because she pulled back again and again; pretty soon we were both covered in blood. Well than she said you cant stay here they will accuse me of murder so I got in my truck with blood going every where, but I didn’t know where to go so I went and saw a friend but he said you cant stay here because I am having a party going on and if you die that would look bad. So I jumped back in my truck and drove around but then I blacked out and I found myself in an emergency room, than I blacked out again and woke up in a psychiatric ward, then I was told that I was only 2 minutes away from bleeding to death. Then I got out and found out my psychologist took his life. But I failed even at slitting my own wrist. So I just gave up all hope now, thinking ok I have no chose but to hang myself. I was dying because so many medical problems because of all the drugs and alcohol. I had no food and no money for medications because I was very sick. So I knelt down at my bed and and asked God to kill me or show me some type of happyness.Well Christ jesus came threw my cieling and wrapped his loving arms me and said me dear child Timothy,I have been waiting for you to cry out and ask for help.Than he said from this day forward you will no longer desire all the drugs and alcahol.You will no longer need your anti depressants because I am going to restore you emotionalley and mentalley.Than he said I will restore your body because you have been called to do great things for my kingdom and you will go all over telling people about my love.Well after living in several states looking for a church that could love me and accept me I ended up in Oklahoma.I have been blessed with a spirtual father and a loving church for the first time in life.For 20 years I had to fight allot on my own because I couldnt find any one to stand with me because my past was so evil.Well I ended up taking a class by a professor at Oral Roberts University called Men of Destiney.I ended up breaking all evil soul ties and getting my soul restored.Well as I was going threw with this class a dead woman appeared before me and said will you please contact my childern and my husband to let them know I am in a better place. Well when I rejected speaking with this dead woman because I knew it was a familiar spirit, the spirit of Suicide came to me and for the first time in my life I stood up to him and said in Jesus Christ name I rebuke you. I believe everybody would benefit from that Destiny class because my prison walls, which no one could see, fell down there, and I am walking on with Christ. My bondage that had no chains was really there, but not now. Praise God! Praise God I’m free

I saw the miracles of God

A testimony of Sompis Phontep

Compiled by Vachiravan Vanlaeiad

I was born into a Buddhist family. My husband and I had been so very religious that he once was ordained as a Buddhist monk and I, for various periods, a nun (without shaving head and eyebrows). I had also constantly practiced meditation and did all kinds of merits guided by the teachings of Buddha.

When our 2 daughters (twins) were born into our family, we had experienced extreme hardships. We had to hire somebody to take care of our daughters so that I could work to help ease my husband’s burden. Later, my husband had gone to an evangelical center called Maitrichit Suan Sayam which was only a small house located in suburban Bangkok. I didn’t have the idea when and how and why my husband had put his trust in God. However, he started to pray and talked to me about God. Although I had tried so hard to resist his new belief, he wouldn’t listen. This had caused serious quarrels for so many times that I nearly filed for divorce.

Then the evangelical center had moved to the new location, my husband were still stuck to his belief and went to worship God there. Finally, he received water baptism and thrown away Buddha images of his gigantic collection. This time I was so stunned and speechless.

My first encounter by God’s miracles was when our family had visited Pataya as a result of my husband’s joining a Christian retreat. Even though I still strongly resisted Christianity, I felt OK to bring our daughters to that seaside town. At the retreat, there’s a Christian teacher approaching me and telling me that if I had any problem I could pray to God for help. I then, for the first time, closed my eyes and prayed, “God, if You really exist, may You improve my family’s welfare that I can stay home and raise my own children…may we have our own business at home…and may our business is prosperous that we won’t lack anything anymore. Thank you God, amen.” However, I had never told anyone about my prayers.

One year since then, our family’s finances had been gradually improved. We had rented a house and converted it into a shop selling air-conditioners and accessories. My husband then told me to resign from work and stay home raising our children and helping him in this business. I still doubted whether this was God’s answer to my prayers. However, I started going to church. I had since constantly prayed to God to bless our business and God did granted my requests.

Our family’s business had been prospering until 25 August 2007 which was the most miserable day of my life. My husband, while working, had fallen down from the second floor of a building. He was in a very serious condition, having blood constantly flow from his left ear. He was extremely tormented. After taking him to Ramkhamhaeng Hospital, an immediate CT brain scan was made to him. There’s no response of the iris in both eyes, the doctors then had to do CPR on him. He was rushed to the operating theatre because he had basilar skull fracture. Some of his ribs were also broken, puncturing his lungs. The doctors said he was in coma and the possibility of death was enormous. All I could do was pray, “God, I would surrender to You if You could save my husband’s life. I believe You exist. Please help me.”

After the doctors had finished the operation (which was smooth, thank God), we had to wait and watch his symptoms. If he survived, he would loose his memory…couldn’t talk or do anything. Or at worst, he might in a vegetable state. I was very disheartened and couldn’t go on living if without helps and prayers from God’s servants and His people. Every moment of my life I cried and prayed, begging God to spare my husband’s life…asking Him for a miracle.

Praise the Lord that on the third day, my husband’s condition was dramatically improved. All of his symptoms of edema were gradually lessened. Both of his left arm and leg showed responsive signs. The doctors told me that at least three to five years or at most 10 years, my husband would be healed (but not completely).

During these times, God had abundantly bestowed His love upon me and my family in every aspect. I had seen and witnessed the wonder of united prayers of every Christian who knew our predicament. I had been supported: financially, physically, and mentally from all people surrounding me. Then one week had passed since the operation, my husband was released from the ICU. His condition had been so quickly improved that all the doctors astonishingly uttered the same sentence, “It’s a miracle!” My husband’s symptoms were improved every day until he could speak and recognize everyone and everything. I was so overwhelmed.

I thank God for His answers to fervent and incessant prayers of His children. He had proved Himself to be the God of miracles…the Wonderful Healer. This time I had wholeheartedly surrendered my life into His loving Hands.

Finally, my husband was discharged from the hospital, which took only 20 days from the day he was admitted. And within 3 months he could walk and live his normal life. At this time he was 100% healed.

I would like to take this opportunity to give thanks to our God, to all brothers and sisters in Christ, and to everyone who had been God’s instruments in bringing healing and encouragement to our family. May the Lord, Almighty God be with you and bless you in everything you do.

Back when I was six-years-old, my brother and I were walking on a Frozen lake thinking that we were in a park when the ice gave way. I fell in and my brother grabbed me, and then he fell in, too. While I was saved by him, no one was able to save him. At my brother’s funeral, the priest said that the good Lord needed him, so he took him. Well, I didn’t know how to deal with so much pain, and after two weeks, I couldn’t handle my brother being gone, so I decided to go where he was and that means death. So one day in my closet, filled with hatred towards God for taking my brother, I pulled a blanket up to my chest and pretended to be dead. I found a lot of joy and peace in this, but after the second or third time that I did that, I heard a voice that mocked God. It made me feel really good to know that I wasn’t the only one that hated God. Within a short time, I heard such mocking and such hatred toward God that I just felt like whoever this is really understands me. So I just kept getting into my pretend coffin more and more. Then one day I heard a voice say, “I love you, and I care a lot about you. God is ruthless and doesn’t care about you.” So at the age of six, my hatred of God increased a lot. Then I started developing Severe nightmares. so my parents suggested I see a priest. But my spirit friend said, “I will give you words to say, so don’t be afraid.” It was right. The priest did not know how to help me. Then one day at age seven, I went into the spirit world and had my first demonic vision. I saw myself putting an axe in my dad’s skull. But my spirit friend said, “Don’t tell anyone, because if you do, you will be locked up forever.” I then knew my friend was real, because I could hear him crystal clear. About a year later, I now had several spirit friends, and most of them I could see. But Raw was a spirit friend that scared other spirit friends, because his name was “war” spelled backwards. By now I encountered a spirit that amazed me because he was nice and he would say I love you deeply and its to bad God doesn’t see any value in you. Than he said can I come live inside of you, so I said yes. Than he started to tell me what I need to do to end all the pain. Several times he would say you should just kill your self because know one really cares about you. Well as time went on I started drinking a little bit here and there, and that really caused my friends to be more active. By age twelve, I decided to hate all people of color. It seemed fun and all my spirit friends really liked it. See, I wanted to please them, because the more I pleased them, the more they would say, “We love you and care about you.” By age fifteen, my severe nightmares stopped, because I became friends with a spirit called Nightmare, but my other playmate spirits were more loving. By sixteen, most friends of mine from school wanted to look at pornography, so I just pretended to like it, too, but actually I was thinking about how to kill people or myself. I considered Ted Bundy and Hitler to be very genuine men, and I knew both of them were controlled by spirits. I was introduced to the Ouija board at seventeen, and my friend said it was boring, but I heard it growl at me, and this really turned me on. So I quit being into racism, and I dived into occultism. By age eighteen, I began developing a really bad habit of taking cocaine and meth, but my spirit friends let me know that from my childhood, God had been my problem, and I was to hate those that followed Him. My friend Suicide spirit was now really starting to point out just how worth less life was and how I deserved a better life but because I wasn’t a great athlete or very attractive he would say please kill your self because God doesn’t want you and why would try to survive threw this miserable life. Well, I had gotten heavy into cursing people and things as a child, so I now began seeing things happen to those I cursed, like people getting hurt when I spoke evil against them now as an adult. At age twenty, I got heavy in to Satanism.Well because I knew I was losing my mind and I was becoming more and more evil I tried to over dose 3 different times,but sense that didn’t work I took some pills and drank a bottle of whiskey.Well I wanted to get back at some one close to me so I told a social worker that I am going to commit murder with a sledgehammer. At that moment , I was court-ordered to go in to a psychiatric ward. While in there, I was diagnosed with many different mental illnesses. But that was really funny to me, because these spirits spoke through me and confused everybody. One day in another ward, I heard this real gentle voice say, “I love you, my child. Please call out to me.” But after I heard that voice, it seemed like all hell broke loose. After getting out of another rehab, I went to a friend for help, and he took me to the wealthiest tarot card reader in the state. This woman read Tarot cards even for doctors and attorneys. But while we were in her kitchen, she called my friend into the other room and said, “What in the hell are you doing? Don’t you realize the demons in him are by far more powerful than the spirits I deal with?” After that, we were ordered to leave. Well, because I was able to get the Ouija board to move around in so many ways, I started scaring all my friends. Well than my friend called Suicide said you are just as cursed as we are now God cant except you, you have failed at every thing in life so why are you still fighting me please end all this suffering now.So in complete desperation I was so confused about why a loser would still be alive than my friend the spirit of Suicide said I love you and I care a lot about you but God made so many mistakes about you that he is just cruel and so unloving so I decided After six rehabs and seven mental wards, I should take my life For the first time in my life I felt so happy and I literally saw at least 5 demons that day saying we will meet again, now go threw with it, so I slit my wrist with my girl friend standing over me as she put her hand tightly around mine she pulled back and blood went every where. She was getting really excited but I think I was in shock because she pulled back again and again; pretty soon we were both covered in blood. Well than she said you cant stay here they will accuse me of murder so I got in my truck with blood going every where, but I didn’t know where to go so I went and saw a friend but he said you cant stay here because I am having a party going on and if you die that would like bad.So I jumped back in my truck and drove around but than I blacked out and I found myself in an emergency room, than I blacked out again and woke up in a psychiatric ward, than I was told that I was only 2 minutes away from bleeding to death. Than I got out and found out my psychologist took his life. But I failed even at slitting my own wrist. So I just gave up all hope now, thinking ok I have no chose but to hang myself. I was dying because so many medical problems because of all the drugs and alcahol. I had no food and no money for medications because I was very sick. So I knelt down at my bed and asked God to kill me or show me some type of happiness. When I did that, Jesus Christ himself came down through the ceiling and said to me, “You are set free from all your drug and alcohol addiction. You will no longer need your antidepressants. You are going to do great and mighty things for my kingdom.” Well, it was so. I was completely delivered instantly. Since then, I have traveled to six states and bought a lot of books, tapes, CD’s, and talked to a lot of people with no one helping me, but facing lot of rejection. People told me that if I were really saved, I would not be having any more psychic problems. That went on for some twenty years. However, I kept on believing that one day I would find freedom from all the torment. That finally happened recently with Dr. Dean Helland. He was able to accept me and love me just the way I am. After meeting him, I took an intense course called Men of Destiny. It taught me the steps to freedom. There, I was allowed just to be free to speak about all the hurt that many Christians, including pastors, have done to me since I got saved. I can now say that I am finally free. Yes, I have real freedom! My true test was in the fourth weekend of the Destiny class. That week I called my mentor, and told him that a woman had appeared to me in a vision saying, “Please contact my children and husband and let them know I’m okay.” She was very beautiful, but her throat was slit. She said, “I was snowmobiling in Minnesota with my husband and friends, and I ran right in to a barbwire fence. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a steel metal box like a refrigerator. Well when I rejected speaking with this dead woman because I knew it was a familiar spirit, the spirit of Suicide came to me and for the first time in my life I stood up to him and said in Jesus Christ name I rebuke you. I believe everybody would benefit from that Destiny class because my prison walls, which no one could see, fell down there, and I am walking on with Christ. My bondage that had no chains was really there, but not now. Praise God! Praise God I’m free. Today I have a deliverance ministry and I have written 2 books. The first one is called A PSYCHIC DISCOVERS JESUS and the second book is called SUICIDE SPIRIT.If any one wants to they can check out my web sight,well here it is http://exposingthedarkness.webstarts.com/index.html Be blessed.

For years now, you guys have been talking about this humble man of God you don't know about, all the bad and evil, fraud etc you labeled against him he is still shinning and excelling. Isn't that enough reasons to show that he is born to shine? Well,

Joagbaje:
To all the news men that love to make money with false story about pastor chris, where is your EFFCC?? I'm not aware that EFCC will go on the Internet and news paper to announce an investigation. " WE ARE WATCHING HIM" they said. Some claim arrest was made. All just to make money with the headlines . It's Christmas time. Workers bonus has to be paid. But my question to all is "WHERE IS THE EFCC" . When will arrest be made.? If you find out that the story is false alarm. What will you do. Of course the story is false . And it should be a lesson to sly those who are gullible to evil report concerning Ministers.

just like that, if u want to be rich as a newsman, just pick up any story about the great man of God, and you are there. Simple!
So[quote author=free123 link=topic=558014.msg7243832#msg7243832 date=1291105654][/quote]This is just an act of idleness and joblessness.

The Miracles In the Sky

My name is Chairat Jitkaew. I had graduated from Chulalongkorn University in statistics and computer (insurance mathematics and business computer). I had also been trained in various IT courses both locally and abroad and worked with various large organizations in the executive position. I have married with one daughter.

My childhood life was full of difficulties caused by many problems occurred between my parents. All these incidents had significantly caused me to wonder about the mystery of human life. I always wondered where did human being come from? Why were they born into this world? Who had determined human’s fate and what was his purpose in life? I had constantly tried to find answers to these questions with my own strength and by my own methods.

When I grew up, I hadn’t stopped finding the answers to life mystery. On the contrary, I had brought myself to 2 main branches of knowledge: astrology (since 1973 when I was about 13 years old), and Buddhism. I had occasionally and seriously practiced Buddhism and meditation since I was 20 years of age. As a result, I had collected statistics on the relation between human lifestyle patterns and the position of stars in the sky (called horoscope calculation), both academically and practically, for more than 20 years. These had made me clearly experience with the miracles and relations between those two knowledge branches. Since having graduated in statistics and computer, I thus could understand those methodical relations, leading to the ability of making accurate future forecast and anticipation.

However, my extremely long period of study and experiment had led me to accept that the universe, the world, and human beings had been purposefully and methodically created by someone. This someone must have too mysterious and profound intellect for me to understand and might be the One which is called by all Thais “Phra Phrom the Creator”. However, even at that time I preferred to call this One “God”. Despite believing in God, I didn’t know Him. I had never had personal experiences with this God except that I had seen (in astrology) many witnesses shown in the sky which related to human life. I wanted to know Him but couldn’t find the way to make access to Him or knowledge about Him.

However, the word “God” is rejected in Buddhism context. I had been taught to believe that “You got to help yourself first.”, or “Don’t rely on others. Help yourself first.”, and about the circle of life: birth, aging, sickness, and death. If these truths were genuine, who had prescribed them? Who had designed our life to be in compliance with the sun, the moon, and the stars in the sky? It was absolutely impossible that a man could do these gigantic tasks. And who had been behind the creation of these things? However, the rejection of God by Buddhism had made me uncomfortable since I was absolutely convinced that there was a Creator or God. God must not be only the rules of nature (as instructed in Buddhism) but He must be the One who had supernatural power. At the same time I was worried that if God was existed, the whole long years of seeking and collecting knowledge on Buddhism including practicing mediation would fail if I didn’t believe the existence of God.

All these contradictions had reached a crisis point, resulting in me not being able to find the conclusion about life. These truths I had encountered were beyond my wisdom and intellect. At this time I felt lonely, feeling like being suspended in the air. I had come to realize the foolishness of human being. I had nobody to turn to for the answers. I had been at my wit’s end since my most respectable and familiar senior Buddhist monk had died, there’s no one who could share my thoughts and experiences about life mystery.

At the same time, my daughter was growing up day by day and I saw the need to instill religion principal to her. However, taking her to a Buddhist temple had made me disappointed with Buddhism. This had increased my worry about my daughter’s religious life. What should I do?

I had been living a life full of questions about religion for a long time until I began to acquire knowledge about other religions which taught and believed in God. I had started with studying the Bhagavad Gita of Hinduism which rendered me with full knowledge of gods. Then I had asked my Muslim friend to give me basic knowledge on Islam. I had read and studied various kinds of books about Islam, however, I was still unable to access to the absolute knowledge about God.

Until the middle of 2000, I had started working with an insurance company (in the position of IT manager). The company’s office was then located on Surawong Raod (near Silom Road, which is one of Bangkok’s largest business centers). On Thursday, 30 August, after having lunch I had walked along the Surawong and turn left to a small Soi (lane) which links Silom and Surawong road. I had found a Christian Bookstore (CLC Bookstore) by chance. Being a book lover, I went inside the store and was very excited to find “a copy of Bible” unexpectedly. I bought the Bible and intended to read it before bedtime that night. I had hungered for the story of creation of the world and human beings of this Christianity God.

That night I had taken the Bible to bed. Anyway, strain, stress, and tiredness from work had so taken over me that I could not read the Bible. I then turned off the light and suddenly thought about how close I was going to know the God of Christianity. If God was existed, which God (Hindu’s, Islam’s, or Christianity’s) would be the true one. I thus sat up on my bed and prayed in my heart according to meditation methods I had been practicing, saying “If God is existent, please show Yourself to me so that I can know You. I’ve been searching for the meaning of life for a long time. I believe that there is God but don’t know which one? Now that I’m at my wit’s end and I desperately want to know the truth. God, would you please show Yourself to me so that I will worship You for the rest of my life.” After the prayer, I lied down and slept quickly.

At 2 AM that night, I had dreamed the most vivid dream in my life. In my dream, I saw myself standing at a place with cool air and golden, bright light surrounding me. The place was also surrounded by golden, bright clouds. There suddenly was a sound coming out of the golden cloud in front of me, saying “Open the Bible page two hundred and thirty…” I had heard the sound twice. That sound was very powerful and authoritative. There then appeared a three-digit number made of large bar of gold on the cloud in front of me. And the golden number and cloud around me started to move and close in on me so tight that I woke up immediately.

I turned on the light and found that it was 2:30 am of the new day. I quickly picked up the Bible which was the only book laid beside my bed and turned it to page 230. God knew that I did not know how to open the Bible by chapter and verse, He thus told the page number to me instead. I started to read with excitement and God said to me, “Assemble the people before me to hear my words so that they may learn to revere me as long as they live in the land and may teach them to their children.” (Deuteronomy 4:10). I was strongly drawn into these words about teaching my offspring because this had been my main concern. And the other verse on the same page said, “Then the Lord spoke to you out of the fire. You heard the sound of words but saw no form; there was only a voice.” (Deuteronomy 4:12). This was really like my dream. I had heard only the sound but not seen the form.

I continued reading the Bible until I found out this verse, “But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find him if you look for him with all your heart and with all your soul.” (Deuteronomy 4:29). This verse surprisingly caused hope in my heart that I would find the God I had believed and sought. I had read more and found the verse, “You were shown these things so that you might know that the Lord is God; besides him there is no other.” (Deuteronomy 4:35). After reading this verse, my heart beat harder, I then continued reading to the last verse of page 231. It reads, “Acknowledge and take to heart this day that the Lord is God in heaven above and on the earth below. There is no other.” (Deuteronomy 4:39).

All those verses had made me so excited that I had goose bumps and my hands were ice cold. Suddenly the inner depth of my heart had told me that God was existed and He had shown Himself in the Christian Bible. He had manifested Himself to me and had answered my prayers as well as solved all my questions which were stuck with me all the time: questions about God and life truths which I had been sought for long years. This also included my concern over my daughter’s religious life.

These encounters and the Bible verses had completed my jigsaw about the meaning of life. I had no doubts about God any more, but instead felt very excited and joyful by that vision. My conviction at that time was that this God was the Creator of everything. He had created the heavens and earth, and taken care and nourished our lives according to His will. However, I had no knowledge about how to live my life believing in this God. I had also felt dismayed when thinking about changing my religion, and then living with belief in God in my real life.

The next day I had visited that bookstore again and asked for comments and advices from the storekeeper. She told me to go to a church nearby my residence on Patanakarn Road. She also told me that Jesus Christ was God, which made me confused. That evening after arriving home, I told my wife about going to that church on next Sunday which I was free. However, I didn’t have the idea of whom I would go see and also about the Christian’s custom and tradition of attending church.

God would not let his salvation rendered to me incomplete at this point. He had sent his angel on earth to guide me to a church. She was a teacher named Nantiya who was my neighbor. She had taken me to Romyen Church (Bangkok Evangelistic Centre) which are located on Patanakarn Road Soi 17 (nearby my house). I then went to church for the first time in my life on 9 September 2001 and have accepted Jesus Christ as my God, Lord, and personal Savior since.

Abraham Ibanga: On one faithful day last year May, A (Miss Joy) surname withheld lady work into my office and requested for an HIV Screening. She was so energetic when she came. We conducted the test and the result fortunately appears Positive, she opted for confirmation the result also came Positive.Now, she became sober without any , hope. they i called on her ,minster God word to her and return back the confidence that God still heals all forms of diseases. after a while introduce her to the healing school session in Lagos.there and then the story change. Today she is HIV Negative. Hallelujah!

What do you know about the set of Christians that will be left behind after the rapture? Will there be any thing as such? Or will all Christians be rapture at the same time?  Tell the world what you know.

the born again is the same as god. (gen. 1)

My wife is currently in her 5th month of pregnancy. There was a time she observed the baby didn’t move for about 3 days. We went to the hospital and the doctors gave us negative reports but I held on to the Word of God and my partnership with Rhapsody of Realities. I laid hands on her tummy and called the baby to respond to my voice. Immediately, my baby came alive and started moving normally! Rhapsody of Realities is a devotional we read every day - even to our unborn baby!
Pastor Tayo Adekunle
Nigeria

Since I became a partner with Rhapsody of Realities, I’ve seen my life grow from one level of glory to another. My family and I have enjoyed very good health all year round and I’ve experienced unprecedented increase in my office. Partnership with Rhapsody of Realities has also encouraged me to witness to others. Every month, I distribute copies of Rhapsody of Realities to people and, I’ve received amazing testimonies from them. One of them, a woman, told me how she discovered the importance of speaking in tongues through Rhapsody of Realities. Another one was excited to tell me she now prays in line with the Word of God. Thank God for Rhapsody of Realities!
Jude Okwuagwu
Nigeria

I’m a Customs Officer at the Seme Border, the border post between Nigeria and Benin Republic. Since I was posted there, I’ve constantly bought French Rhapsody of Realities for the French-speaking people who live in the town. Many of them have come back with tremendous testimonies of how they experienced changes in their family, faith, and prayer lives. For many of them, they’re usually surprised when the authors describe their experiences in the daily articles. One of them even came to me and said, “It’s as though Pastor Chris knows me.” Right now, I’ve led ten people to Christ and they’re now committed in the things of God. I also distribute the newly translated Igala edition of Rhapsody of Realities too people in Kogi State. Thank God for the grace He has given me to affect lives.
Sis Susan Opaluwa
Lagos, Nigeria

Being a Rhapsody of Realities partner is a unique experience for me. I have seen tremendous growth in my finances and in my life. I thank Pastor Chris and his lovely wife for the wonderful opportunity to impact the lives of others through this wonderful devotional. Apart from my partnership, I purchase monthly, hundreds of copies which I give out freely to others. The testimonies have been nonstop. Many of them have been changed. Some of them who are pastors in other ministries now use the devotional in their churches. I encourage anyone who is not a partner with Rhapsody of Realities to become one. You’ll be literally transformed upward!
MARGARET MUTESI
UGANDA

Rhapsody of Realities is of a truth the answer to the cry of many. It clearly brings the reality of God’s Word to people all over the world. My sister once had problems in her marriage to the point that her husband threatened to send her packing. She called me and I told her to read the October 2008 edition of Rhapsody of Realities where Pastor Chris shared on the “Benefit of Worshiping God.” When she got home, her son took the copy I gave her so I had to give her another one; I was convinced that that article was the solution to her problem. After studying it and saying the confession, she began to worship God as Pastor Chris said to. The following day, she called me and said her husband had apologized and asked for reconciliation. They’re still together and they’re waxing stronger than ever.
I give glory to God.
Sis. Faith Kemi
Nigeria

As a result of my partnership with Rhapsody of Realities, I’ve been able to affect people’s lives and my life has also been beautified. At a time when all hope seemed lost, God blessed me with a beautiful baby and a wonderful job – all because of my consistent partnership with Rhapsody of Realities!
ROBINAH UKWAIMUNGU
UGANDA

The 16th of August 2008 began like every other day. Only this time, Chinwe Obi was mindful of the fact that she had an official assignment in Kaduna, Northern Nigeria.  Working in a bank, her job description required her to travel frequently.

That morning, Chinwe got ready briskly and headed straight to her office. She was to travel with a few colleagues in an official car to Kaduna. It was barely a few hours drive from her office in Kano, but because they had instructions to return that same day, they left very early in the morning.

When they arrived at Kaduna, Chinwe swiftly carried out her assignment and in a short while they were ready to return. However, sometime during the journey, unknown to all of them, the exhausted driver fell asleep. Before anyone of them knew what was happening, their car was racing headlong into an unsuspecting oncoming vehicle.

“The next thing I knew was that I was lying with my head down on the road.” Chinwe later recalled. She and all her colleagues, including the driver had been miraculously flung out of the car. Lying flat on the road, Chinwe looked up, and when she saw the car, she could not believe what her eyes saw. The vehicle had been smashed beyond recognition. “The moment I saw the car, I knew it could only have been a supernatural deliverance through my partnership seed to the Healing School,” she said.

Most remarkably, there was no death and not one of them was harmed. Full of thanksgiving and gratitude to God, Chinwe testified a few weeks afterwards, “Through this incident, God proved to me that my partnership with the Healing School is not in vain! I have been a partner now for over four years and my life just keeps moving from one level of grace and glory to the other.”

Chinwe Obi, Nigeria.

The twenty-eighth of March, two thousand and ten was a bright and beautiful day because it was the second healing service of the autumn session. For so many who were sick and diseased, it was their time of visitation from the Lord. For others, it was another opportunity to drink from the fountain of blessings. It was a day of joy for all.
The meeting commenced with a session of earnest prayers, which was followed by ministration in songs. With hands lifted in worship, the congregation delighted themselves in the awesome presence of the Lord that filled the auditorium.
                     
Faith Inspirations 

Testimonies of former students, who had attended previous Healing School sessions served as a further inspiration to all present.
Cecilia Phiri had spent so much money in her bid to get healed. In July 2009, the fifty year old woman travelled from Zimbabwe to the Healing School, just so she could get healed. And her expectation was fulfilled!
She had suffered from high blood pressure for two years, with symptoms such as severe headaches, palpitations and dizziness. She also had fainting spells almost on a daily basis. When the man of God, Pastor Chris ministered the healing anointing to her, it brought forth the miracle she desired, and more testimonies. “My family members were so amazed; they now believe the Word of God works. They were so excited to see that I no longer depended on medication. The people who knew the way I used to be now see the power of God in me!” she said.
Sixty year old Sylvia Ryan from South Africa attended the Healing School at its 2009 winter session. For thirty-one years, she had suffered from diabetes and high blood pressure. She received her healing after the man of God ministered to her and now she's free to live life to the full! “Life for me has been so awesome! I 'm not the same person I used to be. I can do all things. People see me and ask me, 'Is it really you?' and they are glad to see the change in me. I can now do all I need to do without asking for anyone's help. I'm free!” she exclaimed.
For Vizicelo Vincent Zembe, a twenty-two year old from South Africa, it was indeed a miracle that he was on his feet at all. He had been paralyzed due to an injury to his spinal cord, for a year and a half. Of his experience when the man of God ministered to him, he said, “I felt something move in my body, and I became strong.” That's how he was transported into divine health. Now he can walk without the aid of crutches. He is a living witness of God's mighty power. His testimony now wins souls to the Kingdom of God.
Victoria Mdlodlongi, a fifty-five year old professional nurse had suffered chronic degenerative disease of the spine for over a year. She’d experienced severe low back ache, swelling of her right leg, pains in her right hip, numbness of her right foot, severe headaches, body allergies, and several other symptoms. Her medical aid was already exhausted when she decided to come to the
Healing School. He is a living witness of God's mighty power. His testimony now wins souls to the Kingdom of God. “It was terrible. Everyone around me was so depressed; they thought it was the end for me. My medical funds were exhausted; my money finished and I decided to come to Jesus my Saviour.” Today, Victoria is totally healed, strong and back to work. She was all smiles as she said, “My family members are so happy. My colleagues at work are amazed that I wasn't operated upon, yet I'm healed!” Now, she encourages sick people, even her patients, to come to the Healing School!
The Bible says in Romans 10:17 that, “,  faith cometh by hearing , ” For those expecting their healing, it was clear that what they heard was real and they were stirred to a greater level of faith to receive their own miracles.
                   
Ready, stirred, Healed! 

The hall was filled with the prevailing presence and anointing of God, as the congregation sang, raised their hands and worshipped. It was easy to see they were primed to have an experience of a lifetime.
The man of God, Pastor Chris came into the auditorium, and there was an evident readiness for the miraculous, as everyone present had positioned themselves for the signs and wonders that followed.
Each person on the healing line had awaited their moment with the man of God with great
expectation, and one after the other, he ministered healing to them. He ordered sicknesses and diseases out of their bodies; he cast out demons responsible for the infirmities, destroying the works of the devil. Whether the man of God blew a dose of the anointing, gave an instruction or laid hands, there was no question what the results would be. The ailments left immediately!
As the sick got healed, they expressed a myriad of emotions; joy, amazement, awe, wonder , and more joy! All over the auditorium, there were demonstrations; some did push-ups and other physical exercises to show that they could now do what they couldn't do before.
                   
By faith, he triumphed! 

All the way from Zimbabwe, thirty-four year old Prize Mahachi came to the Healing School expecting restoration for his collapsed right lung. He had been in this condition for three years. He also had liver cirrhosis and numbness of his feet.
He had difficulty breathing, walking long distances and carrying heavy things. The condition had made it hard for Prize to get a job. When human solutions failed him, Prize came with an expectation to be fully restored physically and spiritually.
The man of God got to Prize and commanded the devil of darkness responsible for his condition to let him go. Then, he told him to take a deep breath. As Prize took in a fresh breath of the anointing from the hand of the man of God, his
health was completely restored to him.
Describing how he felt when the man of God ministered to him, Prize said, “It was wonderful! I felt a fresh breeze fill my entire body, and especially directed to the areas where I hadthe sickness. Strength welled up from within me, and when I stood up, I started jogging! I am healed, refreshed and free!”
And they were saved !

TESTIMONIES
My Healing From Heaven!
When I was due for the delivery of my baby, I was told by the doctor that my blood count (PCV) was too low. He said that I had to either have blood transfusion or be placed on a medication of multivitamins for two weeks before the delivery could be carried out.
Following the second option meant that the normal pregnancy span, which is forty weeks, would be exceeded while the first option was totally out of it for me. I decided to go ahead with an operation to deliver my baby without any of them.
By speaking the Word of faith I’d learnt from Pastor Chris, after the operation, my blood count which was 23% miraculously increased to 33% without any blood transfusion or multivitamins!
The doctor also recounted that there was no blood loss. That day, I delivered a beautiful daughter, Crystal, to the glory of God!
However, my baby was not very well. She had jaundice, difficulty feeding and was not active. These conditions caused her to have reduced body movements. To enable her feed, the doctor passed some tubes through her nostrils into her stomach. It was a deeply disheartening sight for me.
At this time, I suddenly remembered the book “Healing from Heaven”. I had heard about it in church. The man of God, Pastor Chris Oyakhilome, in the introduction wrote that “, As you go through these pages , let the Holy Spirit touch you right where you are, because the power of the Lord is mightily present to heal.” My husband and I immediately took the book and
began to read the testimonies in it aloud to our daughter.
The results were instant! Our daughter, who could neither feed nor move, started responding to God's Word without the help of the tube! Moreover, she also started increasing in weight!
Soon after, the jaundice which she was diagnosed with at birth disappeared! (Her medical report, which we were given before she was discharged from the hospital, attested clearly to this fact!)
God is awesome! He has taken care of all that concerns me and my family, with the aid of this book “Healing from Heaven”! Praise God!
Laureen Daniel
Lagos, Nigeria.

Book review changed a protracted condition!
Sometime in February, 2010, I was asked by my Pastor to review the book “Healing from Heaven” during a Church service. I saw this as an opportunity to read the book intensely, and not to just read it like any other book.
I recall praying before I started reading the book, that the Holy Spirit would help me to understand the book in such a way that it would minster to all who would listen to the review.
At the service, during the review, I knew from the countenance of the congregation that my prayer had been answered. The impact took me by surprise! I was also amazed at my passionate delivery and presentation. Praise God!
However, I did not grasp the extent of the impact until about one week later. I received a call from my wife, who said a lady told her that after listening to the review, her faith increased so much that she believed God for an immediate end to an ailment. She had suffered from fibroid for a long time, but right there, she received her healing!
Christian Ikechukwu Chime
Lagos, Nigeria
TESTIMONIALS
Everyone must have a copy!
Words cannot describe how powerful this book is! It is full of anointing, changes lives and gives divine healing to our bodies! I was so blessed when I got a copy of the book. I felt the anointing surge through me as I read it, and then I said to myself, 'This book must be taken to all the sick out there in hospitals, and I will be a part of it' Thank you so much Pastor for the divine healing and anointing in it!
God bless you!
Prudence Karisa
Zimbabwe
My dad is changing!
The “Healing from Heaven” book is awesome and full of the healing anointing! It is making great impact in my dad's life. I see changes in his life as he reads the book. There is indeed healing from heaven!
Olivia Onyi Ezenwa
Nigeria
Faith Catapulted to a whole new level!
I have read a copy of the book, Healing from Heaven! Believe me, it will change you! You don't have to need healing to be inspired by the book. Just reading it will take your faith to a whole new level. Thank you Pastor Chris!
Busisiwe Chauke
South Africa
Healed instantly on contact
Wow! I'll never forget the miracle of a dear sister who instantly received her healing after her contact with this awesome book during its free distribution in a hospital in Benin City! Glory to God forever more!
Sakpere Anne
Benin City, Nigeria