INTRODUCTION:
This page contains two broad categories of personal testimonies. Under the first category are testimonies of healing which are usually physical, but sometimes also emotional and relational. The second category encompasses testimonies of personal conversion and transformation and are usually excerpts from Life in the Spirit Seminar teachings. If you, the reader (who, in this Internet-connected world, can be anywhere in this globe) has a testimony to share for the upbuilding of the Church and the Alliance, you may email this to the editor at this address: narsalbarra@yahoo.com. A process of discernment will precede the decision to publish.
- Narciso Albarracin, Jr.
TESTIMONIES OF HEALING
GOD’S CARE IN MY ORDEAL WITH LYMPHOMA (Dr. Juanito Aya-ay Parkersbug, WV, and Baclayon, Bohol)
Healing of a 9 year old (Sara Juarez Flores-Texas)
The Lords Healing (Hilda)
Restored Healing in a Child (Vicky, Stockton Regional Conference)
Healing of Ear Problem (Testimony from Malaysia)
A Thirteen Year Prophecy (Marianne from
Havre de Grace, Maryland)
TESTIMONIES OF CONVERSION AND TRANSFORMATION
Healing rally draws Catholics and non-Catholics together- TheCatholicNews
Transformation in Sarasota, FL
My New Life in Christ by Greg Acedo
A Youth's Reflection on the AFCCPC(Jessica Uy)
2007-2008 Archive
GOD’S CARE IN MY ORDEAL WITH LYMPHOMA
Dr. Juanito Aya-ay (Parkersbug, WV, and Baclayon, Bohol)
Sometime in the later part of August 2008, I felt a lump in my neck behind my left jaw. I consulted an ENT specialist and was given antibiotic for the lymph node enlargement although he could not discern an obvious infection. Follow up appointment after 2 weeks did not show any difference in size. A fine needle aspiration biopsy was done and this resulted in the diagnosis of Peripheral T-Cell Lymphoma (PTCL). He referred me to an oncologist who, on initial assessment, told me that PTCL is a rare form of malignant lymphoma that tends to be chronic and relapsing with only a 40-60% five-year survival rate.
The feeling of being shattered from the inside was overwhelming but then I remembered that I have a Father in heaven to cling to. I surrendered my life to His will and gave praise and thanksgiving for every new day that I woke up to. The daily Mass, the Rosary, charitable giving, prayers of family and friends, abstinence, and holy hour with the Blessed Sacrament twice a week are my armamentarium in the battle against cancer and in my struggle to be holy. After hearing a homily that seemed to be a message for me, I added fasting on Fridays.
My oncologist referred me for further assessment and treatment recommendation to the MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston, Texas. At the end of the extensive evaluation I was asked to decide between the clinical trial ongoing specifically for PTCL to be administered at the MD Anderson Cancer Center or the current 4-drug chemotherapy for B-Cell Lymphoma (PTCL, being rare, has as yet no validated specific treatment protocol). The 4-drug CHOP therapy gave a 50% chance of remission and can be given by my local oncologist.
I opted for the 4-drug chemotherapy. My oncologist administered CHOP chemotherapy in her office every 21 days in our hometown of Parkersburg, West Virginia. My decision was guided by a strong message from the Divine Providence. During the 10 days while we were in Houston, a one-day exhibit of 150 relics were at the St. Vincent de Paul Church. It was the closest Catholic church to the MD Anderson Cancer Center. St. Vincent de Paul Church had a school and these relics were being exhibited at Catholic high schools in the U.S.A and Canada throughout the year for student education with only a day of exhibit and lecture from a monk about the use of relics mainly for healing sickness. My wife, Cora, and I attended the lecture with the students in the church. We learned of the relics exhibit when we attended church for the daily Eucharist celebration. Can you believe that out of the several Catholic high schools in the big city of Houston, the church nearest the Cancer Center where we attended the daily Mass was the venue for a day of relics exhibit during the 10 days we were in Houston! I felt so loved by our Lord and I blessed myself with all the relics that I could access while in the midst of a crowd of students, parents, and relatives. I am certain that all my lymph glands and specially the malignant lymphoma in my neck were touched by the relics of all the apostles, St. Padre Pio, St. Therese the little flower, the chunk of the Holy Cross of the crucified Christ, and the Blessed Mother’s veil fragments.
Confirmations that God is doing His healing work followed when we came home to Parkersburg. The surgery for the chest portal to my left subclavian vein for the chemotherapy was inadvertently scheduled on the Feast day of St. Francis Xavier, our Parish church in Parkersburg, and the date of the first chemotherapy fell on the feast day of the Immaculate Conception, our parish in my hometown of Baclayon, Bohol, Philippines. Despite the latency of 10 to 15 days before the chemotherapy effect, the egg-sized lymphoma shrank to pea-size on the 4th day after chemotherapy, which was the feast day of the Lady of Guadalupe, and totally disappeared 3 days after the second chemotherapy on the feast day of the Solemnity of the Blessed Mother on January 1, 2009. PET scan done after the third chemotherapy yielded “negative” results. Alleluia, praise and thanks to the LORD.
A king’s secret it is prudent to keep, but the works of God is to be declared and made known. Praise them with due honor. Tobit 12:7.
(Dr. Aya-ay is a semi-retired physician with a part-time medical practice in Parkersburg, WV. He and his wife spend part of the year in his hometown of Baclayon, Bohol, where he offers free medical service to those in need. Warmly generous and deeply religious, the Aya-ays have shared Bro. Bob Canton’s healing ministry in their parish in W. Virginia in the past. Dr. Aya-ay also maintained a medical practice in Grantsville, WV. On March 26, 2009, the building that houses the Medical/Dental Clinic was dedicated to his name and now displays a bronze plaque that states “Juanito Aya-ay Building, acknowledging 40 years of health care services for our community.”)
Healing of 9 year old girl (Sara Juarez Flores-Texas)
My name is Sara Flores, I want to share a story with you. About 2 1/2 years ago we received a call from our niece, she lives in Puebla, Mexico and we live in El Paso, TX. She called to inform us that our other niece Julisa was at the hospital and her condition was very critical. At this time I want to give you a bit of background of our family. My nephew in Mexico was living a promiscuous life and his wife was not aware of his affairs with other women. He became ill and no one knew why or how he died he was in his mid 20's, at the time of his death his wife was pregnant and she had a baby named Julisa, after her birth Julisa mother became ill and had same symptoms her husband had. The doctors discovered she had AIDS. Julisa mother passed away a few months after her birth. Julisa was born with HIV, both of her parents has passed and my sister became mother and father to her grandkids (3). Julisa has always had health problems, but never to the point to be hospitalized. The primary Doctor told my sister to make arrangements because she was not going to make it through the weekend, they were giving her a few days of life and we could not believe what was happening, she was only 9 years old at the time and she was full of life. She was telling everyone she did not want to die, she wanted a new dress and shoes from the US for Christmas. Christmas was a month away and everyone thought she was going to pass in a few days, she was in and out.
My Compadres (godparents to my children) Pablo and Irma Mejia, told us in the past that we should go to a conference, that a man by the name of Bob Canton was going to be coming and through him God has done a lot of miracles. When they spoke about this we smile and we said sure ah ha. Needless to say we did not attend any of the conferences when he came down.
We remember about Bob when we were so desperate that we just did not have any hope left. We went to see Irma about this situation and we talked about it for a while as soon as I stopped talking she told me that she was going to pray for Julisa's health. We told her Julissa could not travel to California where Bob lived, she laughed and said I will send an email to Bob Canton and to our prayer circle to pray for Julisa. Have faith for God there is no distance, and Julissa does not have to travel to CA. At that time we were trying to collect money to help my sister with funeral expenses, that was another reason we went to see them, they said they would be glad to help but she is not going to go die. God has plans for Julissa, you will see. I had to believe what I was told because they are wonderful people that pray when we are in need. A couple of days later, we received another call from my Mexico and my heart fell to the floor, I asked when did Julisa pass. They told me it was a miracle that Julisa was out of the hospital and surprisingly enough all of her symptoms were gone. The Doctors do not understand was happened, but we know that God saved her and since that moment Julisa has been wonderfully doing great every day. That is why I want to thank God, for saving her, thank Bob Canton and his ministry for the prayers. We can not stop thanking God for the miracle, Julisa is almost 12, this coming November will be three years. We traveled to Mexico this March and Julisa is a normal girl and has gone back to school and is full of life.
We were blessed to have had the opportunity to meet Bob Canton in El Paso about a year ago, this time we went to see him in person. Not for prayer, but to thank him and God in person. While I do not speak English, I did hear his talk through a translator that was provided. In any language, a miracle is a miracle when Bob prayed over a young lady she received her hearing, she was born deaf. I saw a man that could hardly walk, dance up and down the isles, and he no longer uses a cane even after one year. There were so, so many miracles that night, I felt like God was inside of me even if Bob did not pray over me. My daughter is writing this letter for me, I was asked to write it a long time ago, but I do not write in English.
Once again thank you Bob for your prayers not only for Julisa but for my entire family we now believe and our faith has grown. We know God is using Bob to change peoples lives all over the world. He has touched people he has never even met, because my family in Mexico and in the United States all know of Bob.
Sara Juarez Flores
The Lords Healing (Hilda)
To all those reading this mail which is my true testimony. His mercy and love for us is beyond comprehension.
I have been saying the Healing and Keeping Prayer everyday. I have prayed to the Lord to heal me physically and spiritually. I am so glad and thankful to HIM for touching and healing me. Thank you also for your powerful prayer, Bob.
I was diagnosed with cervix cancer about three years ago, and having treated by radiotherapy after its recurrence six months later in 2007. For the first 1-1.5 years after my treatment, I was eating and living well with no complications, but I never for once thought the worst had yet to come. Early this year, I began to feel tired and I lost so much blood, hence resulting in my need for blood transfusion. I went for many checkups, fearing that the cancer may recur in other parts of my body. However, my test results did not show any malignant growth but the doctors found that all these were as a result of the radiation side effects. Doctors burnt the bleeding points in my rectum to minimise the bleeding. Somehow, the process may have triggered other complications which resulted in me experiencing pain on my pelvis especially when I cleared my bowels and passing out urine. I need to go for injections and take a lot of painkillers to ease the pain. Everyday seemed to be a torture and I only took minimal amount of food.
I never for once thought about turning to GOD during my ordeal until one day my niece called me, knowing how I suffered, to ask if I like to have the prayer group prayed over me. I am Catholic but have not been to church for a long time. Somehow, I finally agreed.This is the beginning of my renewed relationship with the Lord. Ever since my return to the Lord, I realise and notice that my pain was getting less each day from a few hours to none at all and I do not have to be on painkillers or japs. Despite this, I continue to say the healing prayer every night. Although there is still some bleeding on certain days depending on my diet, it does not bother me at all as I know these are side effects which could take time to heal. I no longer feel lethargic or anaemic or pain. I can now continue to work and take part in my social activities without having to worry when the pain will strike.
I am so glad that I have made the right decision to go back to the Lord. Our Heavenly Father, HIS beloved Son, Jesus and Our Immaculate Mother of God have never failed us. We must continue to have faith and continue to place our trust in HIM. Our Lord is good and HE loves us. Praise the Lord and Adore HIM. HE never fails us if we truly and sincerely turn to HIM for guidance. Thank you Bob for the powerful Healing and Keeping Prayer
that you generously shared with me in my time of need.
Regards
Hilda
Restored Healing in a Child
Vicky (Stockton Regional Conference, November, 2008)
I'd like to share this stunning testimony I and others witnessed on Saturday, November 8, 2008, during the Healing Service. I was part of the Music Ministry that night and we were beside the main altar where Bob Canton was standing. I recall that Bob had called out a healing of deafness. One couple, with a small child in the mother's arms, came forward. Bob prayed and spoke in faith of the healing that would soon take place. After praying for the child, Bob began to snap his fingers behind him. The child turned and I and those around me began to sense that this child was being healed! After a few more times that Bob snapped his fingers, (we, the Music Ministry standing about 15-20 feet away, could barely hear his snaps) I recalled thinking, 'Bob needs to snap a bit harder, just like this!' I snapped my fingers from that distance, and, my Lord, the small child turned around and looked at us! Sandi, who was standing right behind me, murmured something like, 'Oh my God,' and she weakly put her hands on my shoulders. As I turned around to look at her, she had tears in her eyes and I knew then she had also witnessed what I experienced. We stood there in awe of what had just taken place. The baby, by then, was distracted and seemed more interested in the microphone and his surroundings; he was then led off the stage where I understand others also witnessed this miracle! Praise God! Healed in Christ’s name, Vicky.
Healing of Ear Problem
A testimony from Malaysia
When my left ear problem started on 4/23, I could not have imagined the seriousness of it then. Within 3 days, my hearing on my left ear deteriorated to the extent that I couldn't even hear any sound through it. Due to me being based in Khabarovsk, Far East Russia, I could only made my trip back to Malaysia for treatment on 4/30. At first, the doctor prescribed me a 5 day medication to gauge the response of the medicine, with the return consultation fixed on 5/5. When I went back to see him, it seemed that the medicines were not effective and he recommended that I needed to be admitted immediately for 3 days to receive dripping injection. However, another doctor disagreed on certain medical grounds and insisted that I be given the dripping at a later date. Finally, the 2 doctors negotiated and agreed that I be given the dripping injection from 5/8 to 5/10. Sometimes, I couldn't help but feel that all that happens to me is part of God's plan: 1. For months, since I knew my diocese (Sibu) was going to ordain an Auxiliary Bishop on 5/1, I had deep regrets as I was going to miss the historic event. However, the Lord arranged for me to arrive in Sibu on 4/3 just in time for the historic event. 2. I have never heard of Bob Canton and did not plan to attend this healing crusade at any time. However, the Lord arranged for me to receive my dripping injection on the 2nd & 3rd day of this event, thus enabled me to drop by and took part. 3. I confess here that I'm more of the type of passive Catholic who attend Sunday masses but not too interested in things like charismatic healings. I was sitting down there, thinking of just getting prayed over together with the crowd as I always try to remain low profile. When Bob called someone with bandage in his hands, I hesitated and someone went up. I was sort of relieved and thought to myself, it's not me. 4. Suddenly, Bob repeated again that he was looking for someone, a young man with bandage in his hands. However nobody went up this time, and I had a sense in my heart like, "It's gotta be me.” The Lord was searching for me. I just went up, told Jesus in my heart, "It's your showtime, do whatever is your will.” And the rest is history, as everyone could see me repeating the words Bob spoke to me. What amazes me most was how the Lord could have found me among the many faithfuls who needed his healings. Currently I have recovered by about 30%, and I believe the healing is a continuous process. He had used Bob as his instrument to find me, and I have faith in Him to heal me totally in time to come. Praise the Lord!
Healing rally draws Catholics and non-Catholics together
TheCatholicNews - MARCH 15, 2009, Vol 59, No 6

SINGAPORE – Catholics and other Christians packed Church of the Risen Christ for Robert
Canton’s Healing Rally during the evenings of Feb 16-17. The rally was organised by the
Singapore Archdiocesan Catholic Charismatic Renewal (SACCRE).
The large inter-denominational turnout prompted SACCRE chairman Peter Hung to note that
God heals everyone – Christians and non-Christians – who surrender themselves to His love.
Joyce Wong, a Baptist, attended the rally with her Catholic friend Cara and Cara’s godmother,
Florence. "I can see there’s unity whether you’re Protestant or Catholic," Joyce said. Cara said
the experience made her feel very blessed. "I can see the whole church was quite united and I
could actually feel the Spirit," Cara added.
Peter Hung, Chairman of the Singapore Archdiocesan Catholic Charismatic Renewal (SACCRE)
which organised the rally agrees. "God heals everyone," he said.
There was talk of healings and cures among some of those present.
Theresa Tan from Church of the Holy Family was one of those who said she had been healed of
her pain in her leg. "Thank God for His blessings and for leading me here," she said.
The rally attracted a group from Kuching, Sarawak. One of the group, Christina Eng, shared with
the congregation that she had been at one of Mr Canton’s healing rallies where a boy’s broken
bone was healed. The cast was taken off the next day even though the doctor had said the boy’s
bone needed a year to mend, she told the congregation. "I’m sure Bob (Canton) is going to do
some amazing things," Ms Eng added.
But Mr Canton said, "I’m not a healer. Jesus is the healer. I can pray for healing. I’m a poor
instrument of His love and healing power."
Mr Canton is a Council Member of the Vatican-based International Catholic Charismatic
Renewal Services (ICCRS) and represents the English-speaking members in North America,
Central America and the Caribbean. He is also founder of Robert Canton Ministries, a non-profit
organisation "whose aim is to evangelise the entire world through teaching, preaching, and
healing in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ". He travels frequently and extensively to speak at
conventions and conferences, and to conduct retreats and seminars.
This is the second time Mr Canton has held a healing rally in Singapore. The first was in 1997 at
the Singapore Indoor Stadium where an estimated 12,000 people attended.
-By Darren Boon
A Thirteen Year Prophecy
June 1995 my father died from an accident at home. It was tragic to my entire family and
everyone who knew him.
Several months after his death, I received a phone call. Caller I.D. appeared and just read Florida.
I answered thinking I was going to blow off another sales call. There was a woman's voice and
she told me she had an important message for me. Thinking to my self, "Great. What is she going
to try to sell me and how can I politely tell her to take me off her list so she will never call me
again?" She proceeded to tell me the message she had for me was personal. She proceeded to tell
me that someone close to me recently past away. She quickly added that I was thinking of
hanging up on her and what she had to say was very important. I was thinking of hanging up
because she could have found information about my father from the paper or something and that
this was some sick twisted person playing on grieving emotions. She quickly said if she could tell
me something that no one would know would I give her a moment to say what she had to say and
then she would leave me alone. I replied, "Maybe." She then told me something my Mother told
me. My mother told me something my Father had said to her. The woman in Florida said the
exact same words, in the same tone, that my Mother spoke as if she was quoting my Father. No
one knew of this. It was very scary.
The woman calmly asked, "Are you still there?" I replied, "Yes." She asked if I knew what the
quote meant and again, I replied, "Yes." She asked if I was willing to listen to what she had to
say. I told her I was listening. She told me she was only going to say the message and did not
expect any reply. I told her to proceed.
She told me I was very heart broken over my Father's death. I thought to my self, "No joke." Still
thinking this could be some type of sick sales call. She also told me I had a special needs child. I
thought, "She really did her homework and that I really should hang up." For some odd reason I
just sat down on the floor and listened to what she had to say.
She proceed to tell me that she was not Catholic and did not really know what religion I was.
Once again, I thought, "Then why did you mention Catholic if you did not know what religion I
was?" I still remain quiet and let her speak.
She told me I was very concerned about my son and that I needed to take him to a church in
Severna Park, Maryland. She asked if I was familiar with the area. I said, "No!" She said there
was a Catholic church called St. John's in Severna Park. There would be a man there named Bob
who could heal people. He would be my answer.
She described the church and told me that there would be three doors in front of the building. I
was to enter using the center door. "With that in mind, what ever your religion do not worry. God
only needs you to believe in him.", she said very gently.
I listened to this woman tell me many things that day. I thought she was some type of "Nut Case".
For strange reason I felt puzzled but very hopeful by the time she finished telling me all she had
to say. I never spoke a word to her, I just listened. When she was finished she thanked me for
listening because it was important. She told me she was going to hang up and I heard a click.
Off and on over the next thirteen years I would mention the phone call to my Mother. She told
me there was a reason for the phone call and that some day I would know what it all meant.
My Mother passsed away in April 2008. She died at home saying the Rosary. Her fingers were still
on the beads just as they would if she were praying. This to me was comforting since the
paramedic said if there any pain she would have clinched the rosary or dropped it. I was still
heart broken and felt alone now that both parents were gone.
A couple of months past and I received a phone call from my brother. He said our Aunt called
him and told him of a friend of hers by the name of Bob Canton would be in Maryland and that
he had the gift of Healing. She wanted all of us to go and see him at a church by the name of St.
John's in Severna Park. Can you guess who was really surprised? It was like hitting a brick wall
and I had to sit down.
It was apparent that I was to take my son to see Bob. So, I did. We went to St. John's in the
morning. I made sure my two sons, my husband, my two brothers and my nephew went to the
church. I was there to ask for something for everyone in my family. I prayed that each one of
them receive something special. My brother asked what I wanted. I replied that what I was
asking for was for me. That if each one of my family members received something I would be
granted happiness and joy because my prayers would be answered. I thought if someone in my
family got some type of healing then my gift would be that they received. Seemed simple to me.
Bob preached and taught about the Holy Spirit. I understood that in order to receive a gift, one
must understand and appreciate what the Lord was doing. Many abuse the gifts God gives and
do not even realize the gift has purpose or God would not have given it. I prayed the entire time
we were there and was very intense on listening so I could learn more. I figured learning was a
gift in it's self because that would give me knowledge and that is one of the gifts of the Holy
Spirit. Any knowledge I can get is a gift no matter how simple it maybe. I had a lot to learn and it
was about to happen.
We left St. John's and I kept asking everyone if they felt any different. My sons asked, "What am I
suppose to feel like?" I told them I did not know and I was hoping they could tell me. Then I
thought it maybe a gradual process because our bodies may not be able to handle a big shock.
We were told Bob would be at the Church of The Annunciation later that evening. I figured we
had to go again because my prayers did not seem to be answered and I believed something had
to happen to someone. I knew I would not have had that phone call thirteen years earlier to just
walk away more confused then I was after the phone call. Something, anything had to happen!
We went to the Church of The Annunciation. It was raining and much colder that evening. I have
to admit I was slightly disappointed from earlier that day. I decided I was doing something
wrong. I did not know what I was doing wrong but I wanted someone in my family to get
something. I made the best decision I could have ever made. I told the Blessed Mother, "I will
leave everything up to you. If it is God's will then you will make sure it happens." How could I
argue with God? I believe in God and he knows so much more than I; therefore, I will just ask
God to decide. Maybe he wanted each one of my relative to be the way they are, so how could I
ask God to change any one of them?
Well, something did happen. It was huge and not at all what I expected.
We were sitting and Bob said, "There is someone here with back pain. Everyone with back pain,
please come up." Slowly people started to approach the altar. Bob said, "There is someone here
who has lower back pain and is not up here yet." More people started to walk up. Bob said,"There is someone here who has lower back pain and the pain goes into the hip." Again,
someone approached the altar. Bob said, "There is someone here who has not come to the altar
that has lower back pain and the pain shoot into the right hip. Do I need to call a name or come
point to you to make you come up?" My husband elbowed me and said ,"It is almost like he is
talking directly to you. Go up and see what happens." I turned to him and said, "I am not here
for me. Everyone of you needs so much more than I do. I could not go up there. I am busy
praying for all of you." My husband elbowed me again, "What do you have to lose? If I go up
with you, will you go?" I said I would.
I told my husband I did not want to fall on the floor like all the other people. It would make me
feel like people would be watching me. I do not like attention drawn to myself. He said if
something happened and I would go to fall he would be the one to catch me. I felt happy with
that statement but it was not necessary because I was not going to fall. I tried to quietly go to the
side of the altar and maybe blend so no one would be looking at me. Can you guess where Bob
started?
That's right. Let's go directly to the person who does not want any attention. Now, everyone was
going to watch to see what happens and all eyes were on me. I had to quickly take off my blazer.
I thought I was so nervous because everyone was watching that I was breaking out into a sweat.
Like I said, I thought it was because I was nervous. Wrong again.
When Bob approached I lost all feeling. I was totally numb. Not to mention the sweat was now
pouring. I had no feeling in my body at all. I thought to myself, "I must be so terrified that I am
sweating and numb. That's funny. I do not feel terrified." Then it happened.
I fell to the floor. My husband must have caught me. I woke up a short time later. There was my
husband, Bob's wife was at my side praying and Bob had moved on and was a good distance
away. My body felt like it was on fire. The sweat was just dripping off. My tee shirt was soaked.
My hands and feet were still numb. I could not help but think, "What just happened?" My
husband helped me to my feet and we went back to our seat. I was confused as to what just
happened and did not know what to do. I was still on fire and could not understand. I thought,"OK, I said I would trust God. So, this must be his will. If it he wants me to sweat and be numb
then so be it."
Let me give you some background information about myself. In 2002, I had to have a spinal disk
fusion in my neck. The doctors told me the fusion would prevent any more damage to the spinal
cord but the damage the occurred when the disk ruptured is already done. The doctors could not
repair the spinal cord but at least I would still have use of my body. They told me I would be in
pain the rest of my life and they could help with some of the pain but I would have to tolerate the
rest. I would have to take medication that was used as a spinal blocker. For those who do not
know what that exactly means. It means, the medicine blocks messages to the brain that let you
know you are in pain. During, the winter months I would have to take pain killers on a regular
basis. My children use to tell their friends that I was more actuate than the weather channel. Six
months before my Mother past away, I was having pain in my lower back. I had x rays done and
the it was obvious that my lower spinal cord was curved. Therapy was just adding more pain. So
I decided I would wait before having the metal plates put in. After all I already had one spinal
operation with a metal plate and the agony after surgery was not something I really wanted
again.
Now that you have my back ground I can continue with what happened at the Church of The
Annunciation.
As I was sitting in my seat I realized my lower back was not hurting. Not even a little. I told my
husband. I sat in my seat and wiggled around asking him, "Why do you think it does not hurt?"
He said he did not know. Bob yelled from the altar, "How is the sweating lady doing?" I said I
was still sweating and that my back was doing great. I was trying to figure things out. Then the
biggest part dawned on me. It was raining outside. My neck did not hurt. I could not tell my
husband yet. I wanted to leave. I wanted to go outside and see if the pain in my neck would start.
It should have been hurting even inside, but it was not.
I have been to my doctors several times since I first saw Bob Canton in September of 2008. My
doctors keep trying to give me pain pills thinking I should be in terrible pain. After seeing Bob, I
started cutting back on the spinal blockers. The doctors said if the pain is not too bad then I did
not have to take as many pills. The worse time of the year is the winter. I use to miss work and
cry from the pain. I id not like taking pills but that was what my life had become. Well, the truth
is, I do not take pills any more. My x rays show my spine is not curved.
My life has changed in so many ways. This story is only part of the changes. I notice more
blessings given to me all the time. I will never be the same again. Bob Canton is truly gifted and
blessed.
May God Bless all Souls!
Marianne
Havre de Grace, Maryland
Transformation in Sarasota, FL
Testimony from John Botero
(posted 3.17.09)
This is John Botero from Sarasota Florida. I do not know how I can PRAISE THE LORD AND THANK YOU ALSO WITH ALL MY HEART, because after the last three days that you prayed over us during the Parish mission here at Our Lady Queen of Martyrs, my whole life is changing rapidly. First of all in the first day you prayed over me and the GOOD LORD delivered me from the spiritual attachments that I had been carrying for many years and He set me free from the sin of IDOLATRY. On the second day of the Parish mission, a word of knowledge came to you about the person who was trying to take his life and that person was me again. Thirteen years ago, I was living in Colombia and I had experienced depression big time in my life and, I tried to commit suicide, but because of my devotion of our Blessed Mother and her Rosary she protected me from that evil moment of my life and showed me in a powerful way, later on, that the GOOD LORD HAS A PURPOSE FOR MY LIFE. I recieved a healing for that sin of SELF CONDEMNATION and He told me through you that HE DOESN'T CONDEMN ME. At that moment, I received His love and forgiveness as you prayed over me. I fell down on the floor, and I felt peace in my heart. Finally on the third day of the mission, when you prayed over me and other people, the GOOD LORD healed me of migraine headache, stomach, depression, and I do not know what more because the blessings have not stopped yet.I was amazed watching the deaf getting healed, people walking without any assistance or without using canes or walkers, people healed of many sickness and physical and emotional pains. You told us to return to the Lord, and many went to confession during those 3 days of the Parish mission. I went to confession for the first time in so many years that I had not. The Parish mission was a big blessing to those who came. Today I recieved the most beautifil gift that I was praying for many years, and I proclaim this in faith in THE NAME OF JESUS OUR LORD AND COVER WITH HIS PRECIOUS BLOOD(First Saturday to Our Blessed Mother). In my next testimony I am going to tell you about the Beautiful Blessing that I recieve today. Please continue to keep me in your prayers as your needed one, from the bottom of my heart with love your Brother John and Family.
MY NEW LIFE IN CHRIST
by Greg Acedo (1-1-09)
God loves you. Because of this love He died for us on the cross to bring us salvation. Out of this love He is reaching out to you now and offering you a personal relationship and a new life in the Holy Spirit. The good news I share with you today is that a new life is indeed available through a fuller reception of the Holy Spirit. The new life I found after I was baptized in the Holy Spirit centers on an experiential relationship with the Lord.
Being a cradle Catholic, I did what most Catholics do: went to Mass and received communion daily if possible, say the rosary and other devotions, and visit the Blessed Sacrament. So when somebody invited my husband and me to a prayer meeting in Durham, my first reaction was: I don’t need that! We got invited again and on the third time I stopped resisting and went just as a courtesy since they were friends from U.P. Los Banos, our alma mater in the Philippines. I had no idea then what a prayer meeting was, but their vibrant singing and the lyrics of their songs
appealed to my heart. The group also seemed to love and care for one another like a family. From then on I continued to attend the weekly prayer meetings. That same year we went to Toms River, NJ, to attend a Life in the Spirit Seminar. I don’t know what overcame me that day but tears just started to flow when we began praising . I could not stop crying. I thought it could have been tears of joy because I was upbeat that morning but someone told me later it was a process of purification -- the Lord was washing away my sins! This is also mentioned in Ezekiel 36: 25 which says: “I will sprinkle clean water upon you to cleanse you from all impurities...” When I was prayed with for the Baptism in the Holy Spirit, I saw a vision of the Risen Lord sitting right in front of me. He was robed in white, His face was so full of compassion and love. This made me so elated and touched to realize that Jesus loves me, and that I must be very precious to him. This realization brought a profound sense of peace and joy and these feelings stayed with me. The Risen Christ continues to do awesome work and deeds through our lives today.
The love that filled my heart that day was overflowing and when I came home that weekend I ran up the stairs to tell my husband and my daughter that I wanted them to experience what I had just gone through. The same love that filled me that day is what impels me now to desire to bring the Catholic Charismatic Renewal to others so that they too can “taste and see the goodness of the Lord.” (Ps. 34:9). In my new life, the transforming power of the Holy Spirit manifested in many other ways. The more obvious ones of these is, first, my thirst for the Scriptures. When I read the Bible I perceive a new and greater meaning in the message God wants to impart on me, whereas before I did not retain much of what I read. Second, I became attentive to what is going on at Mass. I listen intently to the homily. I go to Mass every chance I got and visit the Blessed Sacrament more often. Third, my prayer life changed to desire for deep prayer, from asking things from God to prayers of praise and thanksgiving for His greater honor and glory. My desire to know and love Jesus comes from this deep prayer life and from surrendering to the aspirations and guidance of the Holy Spirit. Fourth, God in His goodness gave me the gift of tongues and this greatly reinforced my prayer life. Fifth, I had the desire for greater involvement in the Church. I am aware that the spiritual gifts bestowed on me were not for me to keep but to serve others. In my parish I serve as a Eucharistic Minister, a bread baker and member of other committees. With others we organized a quarterly Festival of Praise at Holy Infant Parish as our outreach to neighboring parishes. We also reach out to the poor, college-bound students in the Philippines desirous of an education by sponsoring an undergraduate scholarship administered by the Philippine American Association of NC . In the Alliance of Filipino Catholic Charismatic Prayer Communities, the organization ministering to you now, I serve as one of the Regional Coordinators of the Southeast Region which includes the Carolinas, Georgia, and Florida. I also served as a Board member of the Alliance from 2000 to 2004.
From the abundance of God’s love, I have become a more patient, humble, compassionate, and caring person than before. Now I can easily see the face of Jesus on those who are difficult to love and show them God’s unconditional love. I show by example what it means to love unconditionally, bringing them the light and warmth of Christ.
I feel my Baptism in the Holy Spirit is making me live my Christian life abundantly and to the fullest. I realize now that there is much more joy and satisfaction doing work for the Lord as you come closer to Him in love. We have to do our best to accomplish what God designed us to be. The Holy Spirit will give us the power to expand beyond our limits as Jesus said (Acts 1: 5), “John baptized you with water but in a few days you will be baptized in the Holy Spirit...you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes to you.” It is a mighty power He is giving us in order to be able to minister to others—with such power you can “cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse lepers, drive out demons” (Matthew 10: 8). You can make a difference in this world by spreading the Good News. You can do anything in the name of Jesus “for nothing is impossible with God.” (Matthew 19:26).
The lavish love of God poured out in my heart is so empowering and overflowing, I cannot keep this love to myself. I must let others experience it too. I thank the Lord for this grace and fire that burns in me to this day. It is this burning desire to let other people experience the transforming and life-changing power of the Holy Spirit in other peoples’ lives that makes me continually want to form and nurture prayer groups. Living the abundant life brings me immense peace and joy. In my new life in the Spirit I see God’s beauty in all things and in all people around me. God in His goodness has showered me and my family with many blessings especially the healing of my granddaughter Lauren from deafness and the gift of a new heart to my husband, Juanito.
I feel that in my New Life in Christ, I’ve ascended to new spiritual heights and in these higher places, there is much more beauty and wonder in everyone and in everything. I see visions which are lovelier than anything I’ve seen so far. One such vision was in the Mt. of Beatitudes at the Holy Land. One day we set up for our daily Mass under the trees. Brother Bob Canton saw the dancing sun which attracted the attention of the rest of us. I gazed at many objects which came to my view, like a heart, a bird, an empty cup and many more. The loveliest of this vision was the Sacred Host in the monstrance surrounded by rays of many different brilliant colors that together exquisitely formed a lace around it. It was so beautiful! Continuing on in our pilgrimage to Oberammergau, I saw the host again as big as a saucer surrounded by petunia flowers of different colors. The flowers were partly a foretelling of what awaited us because when we got to town, there were lots of petunias on the lawns and window sills of most homes. The performance of the play itself on the “Passion of Christ” was superb, something coming from the nobility of Christ’s people.
Brothers and sisters in Christ, to me these manifestation of God’s love is the life in abundance here on earth that our Lord Jesus Christ promised us in John 10:10, “ I have come that you may have life and have it in abundance.” To have a life in abundance is to experience God’s love, peace, and joy to the fullest. It has much to do with how we love God, and care for other people here on earth. It means how easily we forgive those who hurt us, and doing what is truly necessary in life. I feel so grateful that God showed and directed me to what is truly important in this life and for allowing me to set my priorities making Him the center of everything I say and do. In sharing with you my life-changing experience, I hope and pray that you will experience also the abundance of Christ’ love, proclaiming always that Jesus is Lord in your home, in your families, in your work and in everything. May our awesome God be praised and glorified forever and ever!
(Excerpts of a talk on “New Life” delivered during a Life in the Spirit Seminar held in Charlotte, NC. A PhD researcher, Greg Acedo is a Coordinator of the Southeast Region and has served as a Board member of the Alliance).
A Youth’s Reflection on the AFCCPC
BLD(Bukas Loob Sa Diyos) Newsletter: issue 6.29.09
Washington, D.C.
I found God in an unexpected place. I found Him in
the middle of Baltimore, Maryland. I found Him, and
I had no idea that I would. I was caught off guard. It
was in the Baltimore Convention Center on the days
of June 27 and 28 of 2009 where I fell in love with
something so far beyond myself—God.
BLD Youth of Washington D.C. was invited to
facilitate a session on Saturday morning at the
Baltimore Convention Center for a weekend retreat
hosted by AFCCPC, the Alliance of Filipino Catholic
Charismatic Prayer Communities. We all honestly
thought that we would simply stay for the morning to
sing and then leave at one o’clock. However, after the
morning session, I found that none of us had the
desire to leave. We all wanted to stay. That’s exactly
what we did, and I couldn’t be happier that we made
that choice.
That Saturday night and Sunday morning were
profound experiences for all of us. I could speak for
ages about these experiences, and I still wouldn’t
even begin to scratch the surface. On these two days,
I found myself overwhelmed with an unexplainable
feeling. I felt free, liberated. I felt like I finally
belonged, and God was telling me that I was good
enough. In Him, I found joy, peace, and comfort that
went beyond words.
Sunday was an especially powerful day. Brother Bob
Canton led a session of healing. In this session, the
power of the Holy Spirit fell upon each one of us,
though in unique and different ways. Some were
granted the gift of tongues, and others were slain in the Spirit.
Afterwards, I heard some people had even more
unique experiences, such as visions, supernatural
warmth, and bright lights.
As for my experience, at first I felt nothing. Then all
of a sudden, I felt a wave of emotion that I couldn’t
understand. I started sobbing uncontrollably, but for
some reason, I felt like a part of me was at peace.
Brother Bob Canton went over to me, and he touched
my forehead. I fell backwards. I remember someone
telling me, “You need to forgive someone.” And at
that moment, I was so confused; I had no idea what
she was talking about, no idea what she was trying to
tell me. I don’t hold grudges, and there’s no one in
my life that I really needed to forgive -or so I
thought.
It wasn’t until after the weekend when I asked my
mom about my experience, did I fully understand
who I needed to forgive - myself. For the longest
time, I have felt like God’s been trying to tell me to
forgive, because I constantly put myself down. It is I
who always tells myself that I’m not good enough.
Now, I finally feel free from my sense of inadequacy.
I feel secure in who I am and in the fact that God
loves me with such a love that He would never
forsake me. All in all, the AFCCPC was the answer
to my prayers. Through the conference, God revealed
to me love for my friends, my family, myself, and
God. |