Bro. Edward Tan testifying in the pulpit, Dec. 2012 at Amoranto Stadium, Quezon city.

Here’s a testimony that would bring us encouragement and strengthen our faith as we meet the new year.

Bro. Edward Tan grew up in a wealthy Filipino-Chinese family. Never in his wildest imaginations did he think that there would come a day that all the affluence would disappear in the blink of an eye. But indeed, fate would have it that their family’s business went bankrupt and they lost everything including their home.

There were nights that Bro. Edward went home and find his siblings gone one by one, then he would find them sleeping in the streets. Gradually, his family broke apart and his siblings each went on his/her own way. Bro. Edward was so depressed he wanted to kill himself. He seriously planned to end his life, but when he was about to carry it out, he heard a voice speak, “Don’t do it. I love you.” Bro. Edward didn’t see anyone and he couldn’t understand what it meant. But this did stop him from taking his own life.

Bro. Edward stayed in Luneta Park, forlorn. One day, he was walking around the vicinity of the park destitute, until he reached Mehan Garden. He saw the worship service of JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY being held openly there. He stopped in his tracks, for, according to his testimony, he had nowhere to go anyway. He listened and observed and while he did so, he was amazed by what he saw: the beloved brethren were clothed in garments projecting holiness, singing and worshiping the Lord with all their hearts, minds, and souls. When the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde E. Almeda stood up for the altar call, inviting all those who are lost to come and receive the Lord Jesus Christ, Bro. Edward thought, “Is this what it means by the voice I heard?”

Bro. Edward felt the love he was longing for. That night, he received the Lord Jesus Christ as His Savior and was baptized in water in His name.

He left the place with peace and joy in his heart for the first time in years. About two days after having received the Lord, he was walking again around Manila not really knowing where to go. But the Lord had set the cycle of blessings on his life so that on this particular day, he met his old classmate. The classmate was shocked to learn about Bro. Edward’s family’s misfortune. He invited Bro. Edward to their home in Corinthian Gardens in Pasig City, gave him clothing, and a job in one of their family’s gas stations.

Bro. Edward was so glad and his faith in God was all the more strengthened. He believed that God had finally started to bless him. When he received his very first salary, and although he wanted so much to buy the food that he was craving for, he gave it all to the Lord as his first fruits offering. He wanted to honor Him with it.

Later on, Bro. Edward desired to have another job and he prayed earnestly for it. He saw an ad in the newspaper and he wanted so much to have that job. The only problem was, this big multinational company was looking for applicants that were graduates of Ateneo, La Salle and UP. He didn’t even finish second year college and not in one of those schools. But, he had great faith in God, believing that He would be the One who would give him this job. So, by faith in Jesus’ name, he proceeded to apply.

He testifies that when he walked into the room, the other applicants who were graduates from the three reputable schools, looked at him from head to toe. They whispered to each other and couldn’t hide their amusement. They laughed at him. There were seven levels of  interviews in all, through different managers and executive officers. Even the first interviewer was surprised to see him and asked if he knew the requirements. Bro. Edward told him the truth about himself, and he also professed his faith in Jesus Christ. He started to share God’s miracles and mighty deeds in the Church. The interview turned out to be a sharing of Gods’ testimonies.

At the end of the first interview, the manager told Bro. Edward that he passed it and he was going to the next level. And so it was, until Bro. Edward completed all seven levels of interview, and he got the job he was desiring for.

At this point, I remember King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, how God humbled him and showed him that He reigns over all the earth, frustrates the schemes of men, and derides their worldly wisdom. Meditate on the following:

For His dominion is an everlasting dominion,
And His kingdom is from generation to generation.
³⁵ All the inhabitants of the earth are reputed as nothing;
He does according to His will in the army of heaven
And among the inhabitants of the earth.
No one can restrain His hand
Or say to Him, “What have You done?” (Dan. 4:34-35, emphasis added)

Bro. Edward continues to serve the Lord faithfully to this day.

Halleluiah! To God be the glory!

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Every time beloved (Ret.) Major Bobby Naguit, a former Satanist, stands in the pulpit to testify, I feel the powerful anointing that emanates from his testimony – a testimony of how all-powerful and merciful God is! Our God is mighty to save even from the hands of Satan – literally! And his testimony doesn’t fail to bless me.

The following is a direct translation of his testimony which was recorded while he was testifying on the pulpit on January 8, 2012, Sunday Worship Service at Amoranto Stadium, Quezon City. Because of the sensitivity of the material, great care was taken to translate his testimony word for word, him speaking directly. There was also a need to change the names and omit some of the places he mentioned, to protect the privacy of those people. This testimony was translated and shared with the purpose of giving glory to God – that He is all-powerful and His love and mercy are beyond comparison. Also, to let the world know that there is a God who saves, who gives hope, who forgives however sinful a person is, solves problems, makes all things new, and brings true peace and joy!

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Halleluiah! Praise the Lord! Let’s give the Lord Jesus a hand of applause! First of all, I greet our dearest Lord Jesus a very pleasant morning. Secondly, I greet our beloved parents-in-the-Lord, our beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde E. Almeda, the last prophet. To all his beloved children and all the beloved brethren in the faith!

Beloved brethren, I’m here once again standing before you. It’s been quite a long time since I last testified. To all of you who are newcomers, I am a retired major of the Philippine Army during the time of General M and General PC. You know beloved brethren, before, I didn’t believe in this kind of fellowship or congregation. I was born a Catholic, then later on became a member of Iglesia ni Cristo, but now, I belong to the JESUS MIRCLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. I’m going to relate to you how I arrived in this congregation.

I started in the Philippine Army and was assigned in Jolo. When I came back from my deployment in Jolo, Gen. M and Gen. PC took me when **** was formed during the time of [Pres. Ferdinand] Marcos. And after ****, there was **** under Gen. M. I was assigned in SOG, Special Operations Group, and we handled cases like anti-economic sabotage and anti-dollar salting.

You know beloved brethren, I started just an ordinary man: I was contented with my life and with whatever I had. I became greedy when I began working as a military officer. When I was assigned as head of SOG, I had men under me who were assigned in the field to catch those people who were involved in economic sabotage. I told my men to do their work well and follow the law.

Once when I was already one year in my work, I found a wad of money on my table. And from that time on, every morning when I arrived in my office, I would find cash on my table, sometimes P10,000, sometimes P20,000. So, I called my sergeant and inquired about the supply of money on my table. My sergeant replied, “Sir, that’s for you. It’s your portion.”

“What portion?” I asked. “Sir, we caught somebody and we settled it, so, that’s your portion.” He answered again.

So, that’s how it started. At first, I was really wondering why my men, being ordinary agents, could buy cars, afford to have other women and spend extravagantly. I later learned that this was how they operated. Because I didn’t have the Spirit of the Lord then, I accepted everything that was given to me until I was no longer satisfied with what I received. So, the amount became bigger and bigger.

You know beloved brethren, a person who doesn’t have contentment in life will come to adversity. Remember that always.

A long time passed and one day, I was called by Gen. M. “Major Naguit, I will assign you to a diplomat, to Gen. G. He is the head of *** in Asia.”

“OK, sir, no problem, wherever you want to send me.” I answered.

So, we went to Gen. G. I was introduced to him at ****** where he lived. Gen. M said to Gen. G, “This is my man, Major Naguit. He will be assigned to you as chief security.”

G said, “OK, I’ve read his credentials. Leave him here and I’ll talk to him.”

So, Gen. M left me. G was an American Jew and he was the head of *** here. Then he said, “Major Naguit, before you work for me as chief of security, I have one requirement.”

“What is it, sir? I am a military officer.” I said.

“Yes, but I still have one requirement. You must become son of Satan.” He answered. I was taken aback!

“Son of Satan? Satanas? Sasa…satan?” I stammered. “Yes. I’ll explain it to you later,” G answered.

I hadn’t accepted this yet but I was already “in” as security officer and the work was difficult. It was high-profile. Sometimes it was highly-confidential. There was legal and there was illegal.

“Before I can trust you, you must be son of Satan.” He told me. I said, “Son of Satan. This is the first time I heard it. OK!” I answered.

Because I was so greedy with money, at that time I was receiving $400-a-week plus my salary plus my allowance plus – and this was the best part – the most sophisticated guns that were issued to us. The first uzi, micro-uzi here in the Philippines, I was the first one to have. Gen. R was only second.

So, time passed, then he [G] told me, “You must be baptized as Satan’s. Son of Satan.”

“OK”, I said. “What are the requirements?”

“OK, here’s thirty thousand pesos. I want you to buy a child which is 3-days-old.” Three-days-old!

“OK, no problem.” I said. I went to a government hospital near Central Market. I met some doctors there. I bought a child worth P30,000, girl, 3-days-old.

Then, I told G, “Sir, I have already bought a child which is 3-days-old.” He knew how old a child was. Then, he took it and said, “OK, gather the men. We’ll leave.”

We all rode our cars, his back-up, and we went to Baguio, to the highest hotel there that has now become a haunted house. There, we offered the child to Satan.

G was marked with 666. I couldn’t believe it, but when it was my time to be called – I experienced cruelty!

You know beloved brethren, one o’clock in the morning, we offered the 3-day-old child. It was placed in a square glass box and under it, there was a funnel and a chalice to collect blood. Then G prayed in Latin and after praying, he stabbed the child […] Its blood was collected in the chalice.

Then we drank the blood, all six of us who were new.

You know beloved brethren, sometimes I really don’t want to relive this many, many times because it’s very hard. It’s very painful. 

When I had drunk the child’s blood, beloved brethren, I felt like something had entered into my body that I didn’t know what. After we had drunk the blood of the child, its flesh was burned and was given to us to eat. After this, he [G] said, “You are now my sons, you’re children of Satan.”

I was shaking. I was shaking not knowing what had entered my body and I felt like I wanted to vomit, like I was losing my mind, I didn’t now!

Soon after that, maybe after about 3 or 4 hours, in the morning after we were done, my feeling had changed. It had changed! It was so until – everything that I was told to do, I did! (A long silence here because beloved Major Naguit was weeping).

I’m sorry. I wish I didn’t have to relive… (still crying here). You know beloved brethren, it’s really hard when you’re not with the Lord. When they tell you to kill, you will kill, without any reason. When you are told to do something, you will do it. Devoid of love. Even my wife, my children – nothing! Love was gone, beloved brethren, I didn’t know. (More weeping). 

But I’m giving thanks because the Lord’s love for me is great! You know beloved brethren, the more I was committing sin, the more I felt heavy inside. But I was becoming braver because I wanted to drink blood often. I wanted to smell gun powder often.

Then there was a transfer of government from Marcos to Cory [Pres. Cory Aquino].

One time, I was close-in with him [G]. I was with Sergeant F and two of my men. We were inside a club, because we frequented clubs. We would enter  ****** in Makati. We would order them to close it at midnight until dawn.

The dollars of G… When he lighted a cigarette, he didn’t use a lighter. He would burn a hundred dollar bill to light his cigarette and just let it burn to ashes. One time I asked him, “Don’t you regret wasting your money?”

“Don’t ask me that question again or I’ll kill you. My money is all over the world. All the money in the world is mine.”

When he would call me and instruct me to call Switzerland, he would give me the code and tell them to send this amount of money. Only serial number. After a month, millions of dollars would arrive. Then, the bank would bring it to us. They brought it to the house, we didn’t withdraw in the bank. That’s how rich Satan is.

One day, we were escorting him [G] inside the club. Only a table separating us, one o’clock in the morning… When we drank then, Russian vodka, one bottle. G didn’t eat, he only drank wine. You would marvel at his life when you see and know him.

We were inside the club and we were about to leave, beloved brethren, when a big man stood up, opened his jacket and upon opening it, he released a fine Ingram and aimed it at us. The intention was to kill G. What I did as security officer, I pushed G, I didn’t have time to pull my gun. After I pushed him, two bullets hit me and entered my stomach. White cutter with double action went through my flesh which destroyed my internal organs.

At that instant when I was shot… Remember beloved brethren, this had happened in my life. No money will be called, no rank, no degree… You will not call any doctor or anyone. You will call only one name – the Lord Jesus Christ!

When I fell to the floor… Sgt. F told me, “Sir, when you were shot and fell down, you shouted and shouted. You were shouting, ‘Lord, forgive me!'”

The Lord is so good! He gave me a chance to repent.  There were many who weren’t given the chance to repent. But I was given the chance by the Lord to repent so I could serve Him! So that I could say that the Lord lives! Satan has power but it has limitation. But the power of God reaches the heavens! No limits!

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When beloved Maj. Naguit was brought to the hospital, he was pronounced “dead on arrival”, but according to the doctor, he revived in the morgue so he was brought to the operating room. When he woke up, the doctor told him what happened and said that God gave him a second life probably because there is something God wanted him to do.

Major Naguit stayed in Makati Medical Center for about a year. This was in 1987. On his 8th month in the hospital, he told his sergeant to switch on the TV and it opened to the program of the JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. Three times within a month, the TV opened to the program of JMCIM but he ignored it.

In 1992, while he was walking in Luneta Park, Manila, after making a collection in Binondo, he passed by the Quirino Grandstand and saw the on-going crusade of JMCIM. He recognized it and stayed for a while to observe.

During that time in the Philippines, there was El Nino phenomenon. It had not rained for many months. Beloved Hon. Pastor Evangelist Wilde E. Almeda of JMCIM declared that the following Sunday, May 10, he was going to pray for rain and even invited leaders of other religious groups, the police, the military and even from the side of the New People’s Army to witness the miracle that was going to happen.

Maj. Naguit was so angered by the beloved pastor’s declaration and said to himself, “We’ll see who is more powerful between us!” He went back on May 10 fully prepared to rain bullets to the beloved pastor once his prayer for rain was not heard. He had prepared his gun, feeding it with the “usual” ritual. When the beloved pastor stood up and raised his hand to pray, Maj. Naguit testifies that the skies darkened, thick clouds gathered, a powerful lightning flashed with a loud thunder, then the rains poured out. He was so shocked he couldn’t move. He was frozen from where he was standing. Then he felt a terrible shaking while copious tears poured out from his eyes. While the rains continued to pour out and he was completely drenched, he was also crying uncontrollably. He couldn’t understand what had happened to him!

On the next worship service, he went back and this time,  he desperately cried out to God, “Lord! Give me peace in my heart! Bring back love into my heart, I beg you! Give me peace and love and I will serve You all the rest of my life!” Beloved Maj. Naguit received the Lord Jesus Christ and was baptized in water in His name.

He was completely changed. His beloved wife and children saw and felt the change, and they gathered around him and lovingly showed him how much they had longed for him and his love and how much they had yearned to show their love and care for him. He received the love, peace, and joy that he had been longing for!

To this day, beloved Major Bobby Naguit continues to serve the Lord faithfully.

To God be all the glory!

Bro. Rufo Zulueta testifying in the pulpit, February 10, 2013, Amoranto Stadium, Quezon City, Phils.

In 1993, Bro. Rufo suddenly collapsed and was rushed to the hospital He just had a heart attack. Later in the hospital when he regained consciousness, he was too weak and his breathing was difficult. He was given oxygen to aid his breathing and lots of medicines to help him, but days passed but his condition did not improve. He decided to just go home and rest.

At home, he could hardly walk. His breathing remained to be “inch by inch” as he describes it. When he tried to walk just a few feet, he would stop to catch his breath. He could no longer work. He continued to take his many medicines but every time he took them, he would feel worse. Weeks passed and he and his wife decided to see another specialist. After test results came out, it was found out that he didn’t only have heart disease, he now also had developed pneumonia. (He also began to suffer from chronic back pains, insomnia, and nervousness). His doctor referred him to the Philippine Heart Center. But Bro. Rufo refused to be brought to the Philippine Heart Center. He knew that he needed surgery and they didn’t have the money for it.

At home, he also began to give up the medicines which made him feel worse and weaker. Feeling hopeless, he fell to his knees and prayed and begged God to help him. After his prayer, he thought he heard a voice telling him to open the TV, and so he did. It opened to the TV program of JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. He sat and concentrated to watch and listen to the testimonies of God’s miraculous healings. He was amazed. When the Beloved Asst. Pastor Lina C. Almeda stood to praise and worship God prior to her Bible Study, Bro. Rufo was in awe to behold the holiness displayed and exuded by her. All the time that he was watching, his tears were falling freely. He was so blessed watching the program that he instantly felt better and was filled with hope.

Bro. Rufo took note of the address of the venue of the Church’s regular worship services, and came Wednesday, he was so excited to go to the worship service. He was thankful that the venue was within their city (Marikina) and he didn’t have to travel far.

Though his breathing was labored and he needed to rest every after a few feet, he arrived in the worship service expectant. Though sick and weak, there was an extraordinary strength that was making him go on. He was the first one to reach the front during the altar call and the first one in the queue to receive water baptism in Jesus’ name. That night, Bro. Rufo received the Lord Jesus Christ as his Savior and Healer.

Walking on his way home, his steps had a spring to them that he could’t explain. He felt like he was floating on air. He so marvelled at this feeling that he had to look back to see if he left any footprints! He knew in himself that he had been healed by the Lord Jesus Christ!

After a few months and Bro. Rufo was sure that he was completely healed, he went back to the hospital for another round of tests. As he had expected, all his tests came out clear. He went to see the doctor who had previously referred him to the Philippine Heart Center and testified before him, how he had obtained healing through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ without the help of surgery and medicines, and showed him his latest test results proving that he was completely healed. The doctor was dumbfounded and couldn’t find the right words to describe the miracle that happened to Bro. Rufo.

Bro. Rufo continues to enjoy the healing he had received from the Lord and remains to be fervent in serving Him with his family to this day.

Halleluiah! To God be all the glory!

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Sis. Victoria dela Cruz testifying in the pulpit; Friday overnight worship service, March 2013 at Amoranto Stadium.

In 1997, Sis. Victoria started to feel pain in her lower belly. This continued for days until she told her grown children about it. They brought her to a hospital to be diagnosed. It was found out that she had the onset of a cervical cancer. But after more thorough diagnoses in two other hospitals, doctors found out that she had stage 2B cervical cancer and that surgery could no longer help. They said that 60% of her body had been affected by the cancer cells. They referred her to St. Luke’s Medical Center to undergo linear accelerator (radiation treatment).

After a series of these treatments, Sis. Victoria began to weaken. She begged her children to stop the treatment. She believed she wasn’t getting well. Her children discussed with their mother’s doctors and complained why their mother wasn’t getting well despite the treatments. The doctors explained that the treatments will not cure her but will only try to destroy the cancer cells in that specific region and prevent them from spreading.

The treatments did not help Sis. Victoria. Soon she was very weak and was bleeding incessantly. She stayed mostly in bed. Even sitting up had become difficult.

Her children wanted her to be treated further in the hospital but she rejected it. So, they went to different quack doctors and faith healers. They went to St. Therese in Tagaytay where it was rumoured that the sick receive healing there. They got “holy water” from these so-called holy places and immersed their rosaries in the water before they prayed the rosary. But none of these helped Sis. Victoria. If anything, she became worse.

But the workings of the true living God are unique and marvellous. He will do everything in His majestic power so that those He had chosen from the foundation of the world would come to know His great mercy. 

One day in the office of one of Sis. Victoria’s children, there was a special occasion. She got to talking to one of the catering staff. As Divine Providence would have it, her mother’s illness was discussed and it turned out that this person from the catering service was a born-again Christian and served the Lord in JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. She told her about the many testimonies of God’s miraculous healings she had heard in Church, and invited her and her sick mother to attend the worship service and receive the Lord Jesus Christ.

Sis. Victoria’s daughter was so excited to tell her about this. There was hope! She urged her mother to come with her to the worship service so she could receive divine healing. But her mother didn’t want to go. She wanted to cling to the old church she grew up in.

Sis. Victoria’s daughter went ahead and attended the worship service. There, she poured out all her grief. She cried out to God. She wanted her mother to live and she knew only God, the true God, can help her now. The following worship service, she implored her mother again to go with her. This time, her mother was powerless to resist her (and she wondered why she was so yielding to her daughter’s urgings). The Lord had begun His mighty work on her.

Sis. Victoria and her children attended the worship service of JMCIM at Cuneta Astrodome. While the choir was singing, one of her children noticed something happening to her mother that her mother wasn’t even aware of. So, she told her mother to sit up (for she was lying down, feeling weak due to her constant bleeding). She assisted her to sit up. While the choir and the whole congregation sang and worshiped, Sis. Victoria was sitting upright and didn’t feel any weariness. She and her children marvelled at this.

She received the Lord Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior. Before the baptism in water, she was doubtful. She didn’t want to go into the water thinking that she might stain the water due to her profuse bleeding. She told the sisters who were assisting her about this. But she was told she need not worry about that.

When Sis. Victoria came out of the water, she felt her bleeding stop. Indeed, her bleeding stopped from that moment on. And she received complete healing. That was sixteen years ago and her cancer never came back. Together with her family, she continues to serve the Lord faithfully to this day.

Hallelujah! To God be the glory!

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Sister Tacing Roy testifying in the pulpit during Friday overnight worship service, April 2013 at the Amoranto Stadium.

Sis. Tacing Roy, who is fondly called by those who are close to her “Nanay Tacing” (Mommy Tacing), is the beloved mother of Bro. Roden Roy. She had seen the great healing miracle of the Lord in her life when, dying and her funeral all prepared because of an illness in her inner ear that specialists couldn’t cure, she was raised up by the Lord Jesus Christ when she was brought to the worship service of JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. She had no hope then being tortured by the pain and discomfort her disease brought. The doctors here and in Canada (when she travelled there with her husband seeking healing) had given up on her. Her inner ear was rotting and she was also a victim of witchcraft which made her days and nights pure torment.

But she was miraculously healed by the Lord and freed from the evil works of witchcraft. She gained a kind of faith so strong that nothing and no one could deter her no matter the circumstance.

That’s what happened in late 90s when her beloved son Roden’s appendix ruptured. The doctor was shocked by her decision to bring home her very sick son and just pray for his miraculous healing at home. Bro. Roden needed an emergency surgery to close up his ruptured appendix but his mother chose to fully trust in God’s miracle – without surgery. And so, at home, Nanay Tacing prayed agonizingly and fasted for the healing of her son. Bro. Roden miraculously recovered and was well for a year.

But in 1997, a year after his appendix was ruptured, his stomach bulged until it looked like he was 8 months pregnant. This time, he was brought to the hospital to be checked. He was immediately brought to the OR for an emergency surgery to which Nanay Tacing was then powerless to stop. The doctors said it might take 3 hours. But 3 hours turned to 5 and 5 turned to 7. Nanay Tacing resisted the urge to worry and lose faith. She was on her knees begging for God to let her son live all the time he was in the operating room.

The procedure ended at 2:30 in the morning. The doctors though very tired were so thrilled to talk about the miracle they just witnessed. They said that it was just not possible that a person would live after an untreated ruptured appendix. They were so shocked to see Bro. Roden’s condition: a big clump of rotten flesh, puss, and blood had infected his stomach and intestines. They needed to bring out his intestines and clean them that’s why it took them 7 hours!

They considered it a great miracle that a person lived in that state for a year calling Bro. Roden a miracle boy. Doctors from other hospitals came to St. Luke’s Medical Center to interview him and have their pictures taken with him. They said it was the first time in all of  the medical history of the country for such a thing to happen! Nanay Tacing proudly confessed her miracle-working God and they praised Him for what He’s done.

Their bills ballooned to around P200,000 but Nanay Tacing prayed and begged God to help them since they didn’t have that amount of money. No, not even near it. In the end, they only paid over a thousand pesos. Another miracle.

And through all this, the name of the Lord Jesus Christ was exalted and glorified.

But the doctors warned Bro. Roden that it was possible that his intestines will clump up again in the future, but Nanay Tacing trusted in God that that won’t happen. But in mid-April 2013, Bro. Roden’s stomach swelled again and he was brought to the same hospital. He was treated and the miracle was, while he recuperated from this second surgery, he met the families of two patients: one was a stage 4 leukaemia, a mother; the other one was stage 4 breast cancer.

After Friday overnight worship service, Nanay Tacing went straight to the hospital and found Bro. Roden her son waiting up for her. He told her about the two desperate patients that he had talked to. Without any hesitation and though Nanay Tacing was very sleepy from the all-night service, she rushed to the rooms of the patients accompanied by her son. There, she shared the Gospel and her testimonies. She made them receive the Lord Jesus Christ and prayed over them and assured them that they could receive God’s miraculous healing, too, when they surrender their lives to Him. The families promised to attend JMCIM worship service once they are out of the hospital.

So, that was what the divine purpose of the presence of Nanay Tacing and her beloved son Roden in St. Luke’s Medical Center this second time. And when it was time to pay their bills which reached P80,000, Nanay Tacing prayed again. She only had P1000 in her wallet. And the Lord performed a miracle on her behalf once again. The hospital, St. Luke’s Medical Center, was forced to bill them for only P1000.

Hallelujah! To God be all the glory!

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Bro. Edu Cortez testifying at the Amoranto Stadium in Quezon City, May 2013.

I am delighted to share with you the testimony of a brother in Christ who is also a world-class wedding photographer. Glory to God! Bro. Edu, though he is fast becoming an acclaimed photographer, remains to be humble. He speaks softly when he testifies in the pulpit but one could sense his deep reverence to his Lord and Savior.

In 2009, when Typhoon “Ondoy” inundated much of the country, especially Metro Manila, Bro. Edu was faced with a huge problem: not only was he concerned with the safety of their rented apartment-cum-studio/office, but he also had a very important wedding coverage in Tagaytay. At past midnight after the typhoon just stopped ravaging the country with its torrent leaving Metro Manila massively submerged, Bro. Edu looked out of their apartment to inspect the situation. It was that morning that he needed to be in Tagaytay to photograph a wedding.

But he couldn’t see the street. Everywhere was water, and it was high. (Bro. Edu and us live in the same area. Our village was deluged up to over 6 feet high, first time ever. In our house, which is elevated from the street, the water in the first floor reached up to my husband’s chest. The flood was that great). But Bro. Edu’s photography business was just starting in those days. It was hard to get clients and if one ruins one’s name just because of a no-show, what will happen to him and his fledgling business? No, he couldn’t afford to lose this one.

Bro. Edu found himself in an almost impossible situation. It was a no-no not to cover the wedding. No, it just wasn’t possible. Just think, if it were your wedding and you have spent a huge amount of money for the preparation just to make it memorable, but then there is no one to take the photos – it is unimaginable! But how could he ford the rushing floodwater? His situation was desperate.

But he didn’t lose faith in the God he, his wife, and his beloved mother diligently serve in JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. Quickly, he and his wife disassembled the cameras and other photography paraphernalia, and piece-by-piece, they carefully wrapped each one in plastic making sure it was as secure as possible. His beloved wife, Sis. Mherl, was silently crying as they packed the equipment. They put them all in a backpack including Bro. Edu”s shoes which were also wrapped. They had made sure that water would not leak into the gadgets but, who could be so sure? She was also worried about her beloved husband braving the fierce flood.

At 1:00AM, Bro. Edu went out into the darkness and into the murky floodwaters. He did not expect it was that deep! He was wearing a shirt and a pair of pants that he was willing to throw away when he had the chance to change. First, he was going to his uncle’s house along Katipunan Ave. in Quezon City. There, he would be lent a car to bring him to Tagaytay.

Bro. Edu had to grapple for support as he forded the floodwaters. It was up to his shoulders. He would walk the entire distance from their place along Marcos Highway near Marikina to Katipunan Ave. Brothers and sisters, that.is.far. At one point, he followed a barbed wire and held on to it. Debris, small and great, made it very difficult to forge on without hurting himself.

In front of Sta. Lucia East Grandmall, he was faced with the decision whether to walk at the side of the road or at the center. He chose to walk at the center thinking there might be manholes at the side. But he was wrong. Before he knew it, he fell into an open manhole and he was quickly sinking! He cried to God for help and suddenly, a strong force lifted him up from the hole and plunged him onto the ground. But he had lost his balance and he was being taken by the fierce current. But just as he thought he was helpless, he got entangled with a rope, and miraculously, this rope pulled him in the other direction and he came through safely.

To make the story short, he arrived in Tagaytay at 7:00 in the morning, just in time for the wedding he needed to cover – weary but grateful that God saved him from the gruesome flood. His clients were actually surprised to see him since they knew how great the flood was.

After the wedding, his clients had time to watch news on TV and they saw the great danger Bro. Edu went through just to do his work he was hired for. They saw and they were shocked. How could Bro. Edu have survived that fierce flood? Why did he care so much for their wedding and endangering his own life in the process? Because of this, the couple found deep gratitude to Bro. Edu. They sent him a considerable amount of money to his bank account as a token of their gratitude. And not only that, they also created a website featuring Bro. Edu’s photography, informing all their friends and associates, that here is a very talented photographer and one who doesn’t let down.

Hallelujah! To God be all the glory!

You may contact Bro. Edu by visiting extremedetails.ph or on his Facebook page.

~ Sis. Rina Peru

Hannah during Pink Toes Piano Recital pictorial, Summer 2013.

She has been singing in JMCIM Children’s Choir since she was 7 or 8 years old – glory to God!

It was 2006, the year when I received partial healing from the Lord and I was able to travel to nearby provinces mostly to attend our Church’s crusades with my family. One Wednesday before noon, I received a text message from a sister in Christ who was then a full-time worker in one of the outreach stations of our Church in a faraway province. She requested me to call her. Right away, I was alarmed. I knew it was important. Urgent. She was one who saw dreams and visions living a life of regular prayer and fasting.

I called and she gently but clearly told me about her dream. She dreamed a bad dream that pointed to our then 5-year-old Hannah. She interpreted the dream that we might lose our Hannah, but said that there was something we could do to cast out the fulfilment of the bad dream. She counselled that my beloved husband Felix must offer prayer and fasting for at least 5 days. My knees instantly turned to jelly. But my husband and I prayed incessantly.

The following day, Thursday, my husband didn’t waste time to go to the Fasting House in Pampanga to offer prayer and fasting.

Friday, while he was still in the fasting house, Hannah, my then caregiver Maricris, Jho (Hannah’s nanny),  and I followed him there, our company driver driving us. We stayed in a nearby hotel because we were not on fast, but we went to the chapel of the fasting house to join in the praise and worship morning and evening and attend the Friday overnight service. We stayed in Pampanga until after Sunday service.

We left after that, leaving my husband behind because he wasn’t finished yet with his fasting.

Monday afternoon, Hannah developed a slight fever and colds. After dinner, her fever went up. Up into the night, her fever stayed. Around 10 at night, she started to hallucinate. She would panic and clutch at me in utter fear. She saw demons in the room, on the bed, everywhere. Her face was contorted with horror. In all my adult life, it was my first time to witness a little child gripped with so much fear. She would cry out, “They are here again! They are so many! Their teeth are very long and sharp. They are scary monsters! They are going to eat me! Help me, Mom! They say they will eat me! They are on the bed! They are all crawling!” And on it went.

She was red like a crab cooking  because of her burning fever and at times, perspiration drenched her hair. We (Maricris, Jho, and me) praised and prayed non-stop. Hannah would then collapse on the bed and have a fitful sleep, but after a while, she would wake up with the scary hallucinations again. I would straddle her and Bible in my hand, I would wave it while casting out the demons with all my might in the powerful name of Jesus.

A thought flashed in my mind. If we weren’t born-again Christians yet, serving the Lord in JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY, and I was well enough to drive, I would have bundled her up in a blanket and brought her to the nearest hospital. But my thoughts and desires then were not toward the hospital but toward the only Savior and Healer, the Lord Jesus Christ. Many people, including Christians from other sects, would persecute me, us, for our decision to completely trust in God. It is our faith.

My husband wasn’t with us, he was in the Fasting House offering up prayer and fasting, and that was the best place he could be at that hour. I did not even inform him.

After on-and-off wrestling with the demons through praising, praying, and casting out, Jho said, “Ate, we can’t do this on our own. Let’s call for prayer warriors from the Pastoral House.” It was late, but the Pastoral House was open 24/7. I called and requested for workers to come. My voice was urgent.

After less than an hour, two workers arrived with a guitar. They immediately knelt beside the bed, prayed, then began praising and worshiping, entreating God for His mercy. We sang along with them. After over half an hour, they closed with another prayer, then they laid their hands on my daughter who was then sound asleep, very hot and cheeks flushed, casting out the demons of sickness.

I requested the workers to stay for the night for we were alone. They hesitated for a while but I was insistent. They slept in the guest room. I then lay beside Hannah and succumbed to much-needed sleep.

Hannah and I almost simultaneously woke up the next morning. I was awakened by the sound of praise and worship and guitar playing. It sounded like it was far away but it drifted to me and I slowly opened my eyes. Hannah opened her eyes, too. Her normal color had returned. She smiled at me. I touched her forehead, her fever was gone. I checked the time. I couldn’t believe it was near noon! My daughter and I slept so soundly and she was completely healed!

“Mom, I’m thirsty,” Hannah said. I told her to wait as I tell someone to bring her water. But she bounded out of bed, looked for her slippers, and told me, “I’ll go to the kitchen myself, Mom.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, concern in my voice.

“Yes, Mom, I’m fine,” she answered me reassuringly and then left the room. She walked out as if nothing happened the night before!

When my husband arrived from the Fasting House in Pampanga, he didn’t have a clue as to what happened for he found us smiling happily. And grateful.

ALL THE GLORY, HONOR, PRAISE, AND THANKSGIVING BELONG TO THE KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS – OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS CHRIST!

~ Sis. Rina Peru 

Beloved Captain Ferdinand Estillore testifying in the pulpit during Friday Overnight Worship Service at Amoranto Stadium, Quezon City, Sept. 2013.

It’s a blessing to listen to beloved Captain Ferdinand Estillore testify in the pulpit (he rarely testifies for he is mostly at sea). His spiritual fervor after all these years of serving the Lord (not to mention his success in his profession and material blessings in abundance) has not waned.

He testifies that before he surrendered his life to the Lord in December of 1990, his personal life was in chaos. He and his beloved wife didn’t have peace in their marriage. It was beset with frequent fights triggered mostly by Capt. Estillore’s many vices. As a captain of an international shipping line, he was not immune to the worldly practices sailors are exposed to.

One night while he was at home on vacation, he happened upon the TV program of JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. He listened at the preaching and realized that he was the one targeted by the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde E. Almeda’s words: his way of life as a seaman and the vices he was immersed in. The message of the Gospel hit home and Capt. Estillore began to cry. He and his wife decided to attend the worship service and receive the Lord Jesus Christ and His salvation. Their whole household was saved and peace began to reign in their hearts and home.

Five years later, Capt. Estillore’s faith would be tested. Their ship was navigating the turbulent waters of the Pacific Ocean from Solomon Islands headed for Korea. But the northeast monsoon brought violent winds, and waves wreaked havoc upon the ship, causing a long gash (hole) along its side. The pressure of water coming into the ship was so strong that water was filling up the bodega of the ship so fast it tilted the huge vessel slightly to its side.

Capt. Estillore mobilized his men immediately, instructing them to pump out the water using all the submersible pumps found in the ship. But they could not control the water. Capt. Estillore cried out to the Lord, “Dearest Lord, you will not abandon me now!” (Before he boarded that ship, he was prayed over and laid hands on by the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda). So, he trusted God that they will not perish and the ship will not sink.

They did everything they could to reduce the damage and Capt. Estillore sent messages to the Japanese Maritime Safety Agency and to the US Coast Guard in Guam informing them about their predicament, but he had not yet requested for rescue. He said it was the hardest decision he had to make. He went to his cabin and there, he sank to his knees and prayed and cried out to God, “My dearest Lord! You will not abandon me! Please give me wisdom on how to save this ship and my men!”

His men worked overnight pumping out water from the ship, but in the morning, the second engineer went to Capt. Estillore’s cabin and asked what time they were abandoning the ship. Instead of answering him, he ordered the second engineer to go help in pumping out water.

While Capt. Estillore was busy making various reports, the chief engineer and the electrician came to him and reported that the previous night while they worked to pump out water, they saw a big bird hovering above the starboard of the damaged bodega. They said that for 30 minutes the bird hovered above it and they marvelled at the sight.

Capt. Estillore hurried to his cabin and wept. He held his Bible and began to sing and worship. He sang just one song for an hour, Tell My People I love Them. He sang with all his heart and soul, worshiping God with all his being. Then he opened his Bible and he was brought to Psalm 91.

¹¹ For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. (Ps. 91:11)

The ship’s owner radioed him and advised that they proceed to Guam, but the waves were so turbulent along that way that Capt. Estillore knew that if they went that way, they will sink after just an hour. So he cried to God again, asking for guidance. He moved the ship in such a way that it faced Surigao Strait. And so, they followed that way, navigating away from the rough seas, the strong waves and winds were behind them. The ship slowly straightened up from its tilting position and Capt. Estillore breathed a huge sigh of relief and thanksgiving.

When they finally docked in Cebu, Philippines safe and sound, some media men met them and interviewed Capt. Estillore. He boldly declared that he was a Christian serving the Lord in JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY. While the ship was being repaired, Capt. Estillore flew to Manila to testify of God’s mighty deliverance.

Capt. Estillore and his family remained faithful to the Lord and continued to serve Him to this day. They have been continually reaping God’s promises and abundant blessings. His children are now successful professionals in their chosen fields.

Hallelujah! To God be ALL the glory!

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Sis. Elizabeth Martines testifying in Pampanga Fasting House chapel, Oct. 2013.

I begin to write this amazing testimony of a sister in Christ trying to choke back tears. Sis. Elizabeth Martines has traveled from Cebu to share her blessed testimony during the Friday overnight prayer meeting at the Central Church in Amoranto last week (Oct. 3).

On the night of August 16, 2013, Sis. Elizabeth was on board the MV St. Thomas Aquinas which was about to dock at the Cebu City port. At around 8 o’clock in the evening, Sis. Elizabeth looked out to sea and noticed how tranquil it was. The water was clear and she could feel her eager anticipation as in just a few minutes they would be docking. The passengers began the bustle of preparing their luggage, stuffing their belongings in bags and gathering them at their feet.

Suddenly, they heard a loud banging noise, like an explosion. At first, Sis. Elizabeth thought it was the ship hitting ground. But then she saw another ship, Sulpicio Express Cargo, in front of them. That was when she realized they just had a collision with another ship! Immediately, power went out and everything was dark. Their ship slowly tilted on its side and in just a few minutes, began to sink. The passengers began to scream in fear and ran everywhere in total panic. The captain announced to abandon ship and the crew distributed life vests in haste.

When, finally, Sis. Elizabeth found someone to help her get a life vest, the first two cabinets were already empty. On the third and last cabinet, she found a small one for kids. In desperation, she grabbed it and put it on. To her surprise, the kid life vest fitted her! When she was finally ready to go (to where, she didn’t know), all the other passengers seemed to have gone elsewhere, for the place she found herself in, there were no passengers running and there was some kind of light. She held onto an iron bar to steady herself.

She saw as the passengers plunged to the dark waters in extreme panic. Some lost limbs in the process. But Sis. Elizabeth continued to hold fast onto the iron bar of the ship. When the ship finally sank to the bottom of the sea, she went with it. At the depths, she cried out, “Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! My dearest Jesus, forgive me! Please save me! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” Over and over she cried out to the Lord. She had drunk a lot of sea water but to her, it didn’t taste salty at all! Her neck and head ached from shouting to God for help and deliverance.

She saw lots of fish beneath the sea and to her great surprise, she could breathe easily! For about 30 minutes she was at the bottom of the sea. She believed the fishes were deafened by her loud praising and praying that they gathered at her feet and lifted her up to the surface. Another miracle! I think about Jonah as I write this most blessed testimony.

When she reached the surface, she just floated aimlessly not knowing what to do. She was covered all over by grease from the oil spill. She also drank oil-contaminated water and this made her weak. She saw lifeless bodies blackened by grease floating around her. It was still after a few hours that they were finally rescued.

Sis. Elizabeth didn’t sustain any wounds or bruises from the tragedy. The Lord Jesus Christ delivered her safe and sound.

But now, thus says the Lord, who created you, O Jacob,
And He who formed you, O Israel:
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by your name;
You are Mine.
² When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you…

³ For I am the Lord your God,
The Holy One of Israel, your Savior;…

⁴ Since you were precious in My sight,
You have been honored,
And I have loved you. (Is. 43:1-4, emphasis mine)

Hallelujah! To God be the glory!

To read news about this sea tragedy, click here.

~ Sis. Rina R. Peru

Bro. Rommel Domantay testifying in the pulpit, December, 2013, Amoranto Stadium, Quezon City, Phils.

Bro. Rommel Domantay was saved years ago through the healing and salvation of her beloved mother who was suffering from kidney disease. Their family had spent a lot on numerous hospitalizations and medications for his mother hoping she would be cured. But they were disappointed; they did not receive the healing that they were looking for.

One day, a sounding team for a spiritual and healing crusade by the JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY passed by their place in Pangasinan. They were invited to the crusade and Bro. Rommel’s mother was more than eager to go. As soon as his mother entered the gate to the crusade, she felt like she was doused all over with very cold water. They told her it was the presence of the Holy Spirit welcoming her. During that crusade, Bro. Rommel’s ailing mother received healing instantly and miraculously in the name of Jesus!

Then two years ago, Bro. Rommel himself fell ill. He was diagnosed to have gallbladder stones. He lost his appetite and began to lose weight. When he had gallbladder attack, he writhed in pain and was unable to eat or drink. Three hospitals and three specialists that he went to pronounced the same finding and opinion: Bro. Rommel needed an immediate surgery. He had three large gallstones and they had scattered in his gallbladder. Bro. Rommel was desperate but he held on to his faith that the Lord Jesus Christ would heal him, just as he had witnessed her beloved mother miraculously healed.

He went to the fasting house to offer prayer with fasting. While there, he was counselled by a preacher to extend his fasting to 10 days. By the grace of God, Bro. Rommel submitted himself to 10-day fasting, and at the end of it, he received the healing he desperately sought for. His gallstones dissolved and disappeared miraculously without surgery or medication.

“However, this kind does not go out except by prayer and fasting.” (Mat. 17:21)

The power of prayer with fasting has not waned through the ages. Even in this ultra-modern world, when a Christ believer and follower in JMCIM has a strong faith to be healed in Jesus’ name and through the prayers of the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda – he or she will receive the healing he or she seeks for!

Halleluiah! To God be all the glory!

For more information on Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry, click here. To watch live webcast of worship services on Sundays and Friday overnight with replays on weekdays, click here. For prayer and counselling, call (632) 4193019.

God bless us all!

~ Rina R. Peru

1992. Bro. Ricardo was told by the doctors in the hospital that he had only 3 months to live. He had advanced lung and intestinal cancer which had also affected his heart. He and his wife were told to go home for there was nothing more that could be done. Staying longer in the hospital would incur more expenses which they could hardly afford. Bro. Ricardo’s back felt like it was crushed due to the ravages of the disease. His spirit, too, was quashed of all hope.

Bro. Ricardo Caindoy testifying in the pulpit at Amoranto Stadium.

At home, Bro. Ricardo waited for death. Emaciated and weak, he never left his bed while his wife did her best to earn a living. Only skin and bones were what was left of his frame. When he crossed his legs, they stayed tangled that way. Even an ant or a fly that ventured into his eyes or face, he didn’t even notice nor had the strength to swat. His 2-year old son was his companion all day.

One day, this toddler boy prayed beside him. Lisping, he said, “Papa Jesus, please help my Daddy. Please have pity on him.” After he prayed, he asked his Daddy to turn on the TV. He wanted to watch the noontime show. But when Bro. Ricardo opened the TV, it was the program of Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry that greeted him. The beloved Hon. Pastor, Evangelist Wilde E. Almeda was preaching. He was inviting all the sick – sick of cancer, leukaemia, diabetes, leprosy, and all other sicknesses and diseases – to come to the worship services of the Jesus Miracle Crusade and receive healing from the Lord Jesus.

During the mass healing on TV, Bro. Ricardo joined in the prayers of the beloved pastor and cast out the demons of cancer from his body. Instantly, he felt great relief, so much so that he worked up a huge appetite to eat. His wife served him cold rice and instant noodles. It was all they had. They were buried in debts and even relatives couldn’t help. He ate it all then closed his eyes and rested. His wife was so worried she looked closely if he was still breathing. She cried in grief while Bro. Ricardo fell sound asleep. When he awoke, he gained much strength and felt refreshed.

Bro. Ricardo and his wife traveled from Pililla, Rizal to Amoranto Stadium in Quezon City to  attend the worship service of JMCIM. Their neighbors who saw them were worried that he might not able to endure the journey. But his hope for healing couldn’t be quenched.

When they arrived in the worship service, Bro. Ricardo realized that everything was orchestrated by God. Before he set foot on Amoranto, he lived a depraved life. He committed crimes and often hid from authorities. He was a cruel man. He testifies that one time while he was in hiding, he dreamed of women with long hairs singing in a choir in heaven. When he awoke, he was wondering why those women were so full of joy.

As he entered the gates of Amoranto, his whole body began to tremble and he was crying unabashedly. He already felt the mighty power of the Holy Spirit. When he saw the Jesus Finest Generation Choir, he recognized them as the ones he saw in his dream and all of a sudden, he was gripped by a strong faith, so powerful that he knew without a doubt he was going to get well!

That same night, Bro. Ricardo and his wife received the Lord Jesus Christ and were baptized in water in His name. From that most blessed day, January 3, 1993, to this day, Bro. Ricardo bears the complete healing the Lord had given him. His life was also transformed. He serves the Lord faithfully with his whole family and through the years, he has continued to witness miracles in his life, big and small, and testifies of them wherever he goes.

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!

All the glory, honor, praise, and thanksgiving belong to our Lord God Almighty!

Bro. Rene was a Muslim. He grew up with his grandfather who was a sultan and his mother who was a teacher in Arabic. His parents separated when he was young, because his father refused to convert to Islam. In 1995, he worked for Christian fishpond owners as messenger to all the commanders of the rebellious groups in Mindanao. His task was to bring the collections from the fishpond operations. It was during this time that he acquired malaria.

His uncle and other relatives who were Muslims were into witchcraft and they could also cure diseases caused by witchcraft using traditional medicine. All kinds of plants and fish that are used for burning were applied to him to cure his malaria, but these all failed.

His Christian wife asked permission to bring him to the doctor. But the doctor couldn’t offer any help. He doubted if Bro. Rene could survive the disease. Bro. Rene and his wife returned home without hope of healing. He began to lose appetite to eat. For 3 months, he couldn’t eat well. He stripped off his clothes in public without him being aware of what he was doing.

One day, his beloved mother was watching a Christian TV program which compelled her to say to him, “Son, your grandfather is an imam. He sits as judge to the whole Muslim community. One of your uncles is a sultan who cries morning, noon, and evening Allahu Akbar! But I want you to watch this so you will know what it teaches.”

At that time, Bro. Rene had not expected healing to come for he had been asking himself in desperation, “Is there a God who loves mankind?” But he heard the beloved pastor, Evangelist Wilde Almeda say, “Whatever is your situation right now, whether you’re a Christian or a Muslim, only believe that the Lord Jesus Christ is the God who will heal you!” Bro. Rene hobbled towards the TV to touch the screen and cried out, “Dearest Lord! I wish that my uncles had told me there is a God who loves all people! But at this moment, I am believing that there is only one God in the whole earth! If you are the God of the Muslims and Christians, heal me, please!”

For 3 months, Bro. Rene had not been able to stand. But at that moment, he felt something very cold enter the top of his head and bathe his whole being and he was able to stand strong on his own two feet! He cried out, “There is a God who loves all people!” He received complete healing from his malaria.

Bro. Rene searched for Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry in Zamboanga but with a mixture of fear because Muslims are not supposed to believe in the name of Jesus. He found the outreach and he was baptized in water in Jesus’ name. For fear of their Muslim community, his wife ran away to Manila. Before long, Bro. Rene followed her for fear that his relatives would kill him for converting to Christianity.

For 6 years, they lived in Manila and attended worship services in Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry.

But in 2000, after the beloved Pastor Wilde Almeda and the 12 prayer warriors went to the camp of Abu Sayyaf in Talipao, Jolo, Sulu and came down safe and unharmed, he realized there was nothing to fear after all. His faith was strengthened all the more and he declared that there is a God who saves and delivers! That the God of Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry is the one true living God!

He traveled back home to Zamboanga and looked for his uncles whom he greatly feared. He found one of them, a sultan, who had been bedridden for 7 years. Bro. Rene told him, “Uncle, this is your opportunity to know that the God of the Christians and Muslims is one!” And he proceeded to testify that JMCIM brethren fast for 30 days or more and live, unlike their practice of fasting. They make night day and day night. They fast during the day time but eat during the night.

His uncle replied, “Son, I receive your Jesus. Baptize me now in His name!” After baptism, his uncle was able to stand up and walk. He shouted, “It is true that Jesus is the only Almighty God!” They organized a Bible Study inside the Muslim community. All fears were vanished because they had proven that God loves all people including the Muslims.

One day, some Muslim children bathed in the river. When they returned, one was missing. An hour had passed before they found the child dead. He had drowned in the river. One of Bro. Rene’s uncles who was a hadji looked for Bro. Rene’s mother and the JMCIM brethren. He told Bro. Rene’s mother, “Your preacher has been testifying that in Jesus Miracle Crusade, the dead are raised. Prove to me now whether this is true!”

Bro. Rene’s mother hurried to the room in fear and begged God in prayer. She said, “Lord Jesus, show to them that You are God who is almighty and all-powerful!” She then lifted the dead child and cried out, “Lord Jesus, prove to them all that You are the God of Christians and Muslims! Please, make this child live!” The child gulped the breath of life and he lived in Jesus’ name!

Later on, one of his uncles who was a commander of MILF and had 17 wives threatened him, “If you don’t stop what you’re doing and if you bring your other uncles to that Church, I will kill you!”

One of his uncles who was a sultan in one of the Muslim towns came to him. He was already blind. He said to Bro. Rene, “Son, I heard that you have become a member of Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry. I have also heard how good your God is.” And he told Bro. Rene of how God had miraculously delivered the beloved pastor and the 12 prayer warriors who only carried Bibles from the hands of the Abu Sayyaf. He believed that the beloved pastor Wilde Almeda is a true prophet of God. This uncle, too, received the Lord Jesus and was baptized in water in His name. When he came out of the water, he could see!

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!

All glory, honor, praise, and thanksgiving belong to our Lord God Almighty – our dearest Jesus!

Bro. Michael Garcia testifying in the pulpit at the Main Church, Amoranto Sports Complex, Quezon City, Philippines

When you see him testify in the pulpit, you will see a diminutive man, thin and small, so much so that the hand-me-down shirt he wears almost gobbles him up, even though he folds the sleeves to reveal his hands. He maybe that in stature, but his testimony is larger than life.

Before Bro. Michael came to know the Lord Jesus Christ, he worked in construction for many years. He was the one who mixed cement and sand to make concrete. According to his testimony, he used potent cement mixes to build sturdy buildings. As he did his job, it couldn’t be helped that cement splashed and went to his unprotected eyes. For years it was like that, until one day, he found himself groping in darkness. He had become blind.

His terrible misfortune happened at work. When he was told to mix concrete, he purposed to go and do it as what he had done before. But he realized that he could no longer see. He had lost his sight and had to grope around to feel his way. His fellow workers noticed the change in him and asked what was wrong. He told them he could no longer see.

The same day, his co-workers brought him home. He said goodbye to them bitterly, saying, “I cannot work anymore. This is the bitter end of my life. When you learn that I have died, just come to my funeral!”

And they left him to his doomed fate.

He was orphaned early in life. When his remaining family and other relations learned that he could not fend for himself anymore, and was in fact very dependent on other people’s help, they all forsook him.

He had absolutely no one to care for him. He was not only destitute for help and care, he was also destitute for food. He lived in a wooden cart. He would go weeks without tasting proper food. Most of the time, he lived only by water.

When he went out, kids made fun of him, stoning him until he sustained head wounds. In fact, he had collected wounds and scars in the head over the years.

One day, feeling so desperate with all the suffering and hardships he was going through, he cried out towards heaven, “God, please end my suffering and take away my life, so I wouldn’t feel this pain in my heart anymore!”

Was he in pain because of his blindness, or the wounds from frequent stoning, or even from constant hunger? Yes, very much so! But more than that, his heart was aching. The pain in his heart was unbearable!

Having experienced illness and suffering myself these past more than 13 years, I know what Bro. Michael is talking about. I know that pain in the heart: the isolation, the loneliness. But for him, it was much more. He was hurt deeply when not a single loved one cared. That hurt him the most. To know that no one loves and cares for you. To know that you are forsaken.

BUT GOD!

God who is rich in mercy and compassion has not abandoned him. He was never forgotten by Him.

One day, beloved workers from JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY came to him and brought him to the worship service in Amoranto. At this time, he had been blind 7 years. He received the Lord Jesus Christ and was baptized in water in His name. From then on, he attended worship services religiously. He always arrived early and was never late.

One night after worship service, he didn’t have anyone to bring him home. But as he groped in the dark late in the night, he heard the voices of two men speaking to him. They instructed him to hold onto their hands, one on each side of him. And they started to walk.  At some point, he stumbled and lost his footing. While he groped for their hands, he touched feathered wings instead! He realized what was happening. And in that instant, a light flashed and pierced into his unseeing eyes and for a fleeting moment, he could see through the bright light, just long enough for him to see that he was walking with two angels! Hallelujah! 

Then one Sunday in November 2016, about 6 months after he received salvation, he was early in Amoranto as usual. Morning joggers still littered the oval. He found himself needing to drink (or something), so he left his place and groped for the stairs going to the bleachers. A few steps…grope…wall…a few steps…grope…stairs… And so on.

But as he approached the bleachers as the stadium opened to the vast morning sky, he could see a glimmer of light above. He realized he was looking at the sky! When he reached the top of the VIP area, he could see the joggers jogging around the oval, children playing. He could see the trees and all around him!

The Lord Jesus Christ has healed him of his blindness! After 7 years of being absolutely blind, he could now see!

Because of Bro.Mchael’s amazing testimony, many in his neighborhood are in awe of the wondrous works of God. They know him as the poor blind man that can now see and mingle with them. They come to him and listen to his testimony. Many are being saved because of his story. God’s story.

All glory, honor, praise, and thanksgiving belong to the Lord God Almighty – our dearest Lord Jesus Christ! Amen and amen!

Bro. Rey Avila testifying in the pulpit at JMCIM – Main.

When you hear Bro. Rey Avila testify about the harrowing trial that he and his siblings had to endure for so many years, you can’t help but be deeply moved. His voice cracks as he relates what they had to go through, until tears silently fall down his cheeks, accompanying the painful memories as he recalls each one for the praise and glory of God.

Bro. Rey Avila, together with his three siblings, had a severe skin disease from birth. Growing up in a poor family in the province of Bicol, they resorted to different quack (witch) doctors to find cure for their worsening skin disease that covered their whole bodies. 

They were told that they were cursed and the witch that did this evil is dead, leaving the statement: “It’s the children who will suffer the sins of their parents.”

The diseased children also tried herbal remedies to no avail. They weren’t getting better no matter how religiously they followed the “albularyos” (herbalists) instructions and “cures” in their province.

Photo of Bro. Rey while suffering the dreaded skin disease.

Their parents transferred them to the province of Cavite. By this time, they were teenagers and their skin disease was getting worse. The house they lived in Cavite had no electricity. In the morning, they would see their clothes soaked in blood from the open wounds all over their bodies. Blood oozed from these wounds that blanketed every part of their skin. Their sleeves that clung on their thin arms were soaked in blood.

Eventually, GMA 7, a prominent TV station, came to know of their plight and helped them. Their story was aired in Kapwa Ko, Mahal Ko. Bro. Rey and one of his brothers were brought to St. Luke’s Medical Center and there, they were examined by one of the country’s top dermatologists. They underwent numerous laboratory tests and biopsies. 

They were also shown in Brigada Siete. The show also helped them and had them examined in different hospitals in the country, such as Jose Reyes Memorial Medical Center and RITM (Research Institute for Tropical Medicine). 

Samples of skin, blood, nail, and hair were taken from them in RITM. These samples were sent abroad for thorough analysis. After one year, the results finally came in. All four siblings were called to RITM. They had very high expectations, believing that the medical specialists  had finally found a cure for their disease.

The results showed that they all came out positive in the disease called “epidermolysis hellosa”, a kind of disease that had no cure and will carry it until their old age. This news hit them so badly. They were now without hope.

Many dermatologists and the media were present when the name of their disease was announced. They were informed that they would suffer the disease their whole lives. 

At this point, they lost all hope in God.

Throughout the many years that they had carried and suffered the abhorrent disease, they had prayed assiduously. Twenty-four long years of sickness and suffering with agonizing prayers, and now, what? The bitterness that gripped Bro. Rey and his siblings choked what little hope remained in them.

Ever since they were little, they had been mocked and trodden down. They rarely went out of the house. Now that they were grown-ups, it was no different. They lost all courage and hope and just stayed inside the house, feeling miserable and depressed.

Bro. Rey lost his faith in God. In his despair, he became angry at God. 

Their life was all sickness, suffering, and depression they wanted to die!

GMA 7 contacted them again for follow-up check up but they didn’t respond anymore.

Their disease worsened, all four of them, no one was spared. The whole house stank of the issues that oozed from their numerous wounds, blood and puss and perspiration mingling together for they couldn’t take a bath. Bathing was a torture because of the open wounds, blisters, and new ruptures all over their bodies that they gave up bathing altogether. 

They slept most of the time because their bodies hurt and they were becoming weak. Their father became angry at them and despised them, telling them that they had become useless and invalids. 

Because of the hurtful words of their father that cut deep as much as the disease that ravaged his body, Bro. Rey fled their home. He reached Sta. Rosa in the province of Laguna. He slept in sidewalks, basketball courts, the cemetery. Someone saw him and brought him to the barangay hall rescue team which in turn turned him over to DSWD (Department of Social Welfare and Development) Bahay Kalinga.

But even Bahay Kalinga couldn’t fold Bro. Rey into its embrace, fearing that he might infect the other children housed there. The barangay hall representative had to bring him back with him and put him in a newly-built toilet. So he was there until an employee saw him and took his pictures which she posted on Facebook.

A brother from JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY saw the post  and immediately messaged him and invited him to attend the 8th anniversary of JMCIM-Sta. Rosa Outreach. He accepted the invitation and on May 6 (year to be confirmed), he accepted the Lord Jesus Christ and was baptized in His name.

He thought that being immersed in the tub of water would hurt him as he had lesions all over his body, but he was wrong. That same night, he slept soundly. Hallelujah!

In the morning, his clothes were soaked again because the blisters had all erupted. But within a few days, his wounds began to dry up and in just a few months, Bro. Rey received complete healing from the Lord Jesus Christ through the faithful and unceasing prayers of our dearly Beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda.

Nowadays, Bro. Rey’s skin is clean with just some scars remaining, a testimony of God’s healing power, unequalled love and mercy, and faithfulness. Hallelujah!   

Bro. Rey now, working as a security guard.

Now, he testifies with tears, that God is not deaf nor blind to our deepest needs. He now works as a security guard and uses his salary to attend crusades in different outreaches.

THE HIGHEST PRAISE, HONOR, THANKSGIVING, AND ALL THE GLORY TO GOD ALONE – OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS CHRIST!

Amen and Amen!

Written by: Sis. Rina Peru

You cannot not listen to the testimony of Bro. Mardave Maala. You just can’t ignore it. It’s arresting. It is one of those rare and powerful revelations from God that if you value most your salvation, you just have to listen and be in awe of God who never gets tired to speak to His children.

In 1994, still a young man, Bro. Mardave came to know the Lord Jesus Christ in Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry. But he didn’t continue in following the Lord. He turned his back to God for the lures of the world. He became immersed with his “barkada” (worldly friends).

Two decades passed before God would touch his life once again.

On November 10, 2013, after receiving his monthly salary, he went drinking with his friends. They were in a drinking spree for two days straight.

On November 11, he drove his motorcycle. He was so inebriated (drunk) and was driving so fast. He overtook a jeepney on the right side. There was a hole and before he knew it, he was flying. When he landed, his head hit a Meralco steel post. His skull cracked, splitting it from one ear to the other ear and spilling out a portion of his brain. He died instantly.

He thought he was just asleep, but he felt so hot and in so much pain and he woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that his surroundings was engulfed in fire. He saw a vast sea of boiling sulphur and brimstone and multitudes of people burning in the crackling fire.

The devil approached him and made him drink liquor, saying, “Whatever vices you indulged yourself in while on earth, you will also do it in hell.”

Bro. Mardave didn’t want to do it because the liquor was actually boiling sulfur. Because of that, the devil punished him by whipping him with a whip attached with nails and sharp blades at the end. Every time the whip lashed at his body, pieces of his flesh came with it. Because of the unbearable pain, he was forced to drink the boiling sulfur.

While drinking, he was bathed with boiling sulfur to take away his drunkenness so he would not stop drinking. He was not supposed to stop. Once he did, the devil would punish him again and again. There was no relenting of the torture and anguish.

Then, he was brought to a place where a multitude of women were being punished. He came to know that these women used to work in nightclubs and beer houses. They were brutally speared in their private parts. snakes with thorns on their heads entered their private parts and came out of their mouths. This went on and on without respite.

Bro. Mardave didn’t only see adult men and women, teenage boys and girls, but also kids as young as 7 years old. These are the ones who loved to watch bad cartoons. The characters in those cartoons were the ones who punished them.

From there, he was brought to a place where there were many people dancing. He saw fat worms came in and out of the holes of their faces.

Bro. Mardave testified that in hell, one could still feel hunger, but there’s nothing to eat except worms. And the worms there don’t die.

He was ordered to dance. During the time that he turned his back to the Lord, one of the things he loved doing was dancing worldly dance. He saw there a man who was a famous singer and dancer on earth. He was dancing the “moonwalk”. “Moonwalk” was how the demons walked in hell.

The angry devil pushed him into the burning sulfur. He felt the worms start to crawl to his head and entered the holes of his face.

While this was happening to him, his mother didn’t stop praying and the Lord instructed her to bring his picture to the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda to be prayed over and laid hands on.

The moment the beloved pastor laid his hand on Bro. Mardave’s picture, he felt relief instantly. The searing heat and intense pain eased. He woke up, and this time, he found himself in a desert. He was crying for help. He couldn’t walk, he couldn’t take a step. When he looked down at his feet, he saw two hands gripping them, red-black hands.

He looked behind him and saw a deep ravine. At the bottom of the ravine, he saw hell once more. People were screaming in terror, a deafening, blood-curdling sound. The two hands gripping his feet were trying to hurl him back to hell but they couldn’t.

In his fear, he faced them again, and as he did so, he saw a towering figure. The figure was wearing white that shone in brilliance. His face was shining brightly. Bro. Mardave was offered a hand and when he took it, he woke up and found himself in the hospital, in East Avenue Medical Center,

The doctors attending to him were shocked that he came back to life. He was comatose for 2 months and had only 1% chance of ever regaining consciousness.

But he woke up healed and was immediately discharged from the hospital.

The portion of his brain that was removed affected his memory functions. He couldn’t recognize his mother at first, but his full memory came back when he uttered “Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry.”

Bro. Mardave became a choir member and full-time pastoral worker.

Truly, our dearest Lord Jesus Christ is amazing! Merciful, gracious, and His love is beyond comprehension!

ALL GLORY, HONOR, PRAISES, AND THANKSGIVING TO OUR GOD ALONE, OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS CHRIST, FOREVER AND EVER! AMEN AND AMEN!

~ written by Sis. Rina R. Peru

The testimony of Bro. Roger Ibera is one that girds up your faith in the Word: Then touched he their eyes, saying, According to your faith be it unto you. (Matthew 10:29, emphasis mine).

Up to 1999, Bro. Roger had lived his life indulging in worldly pleasures and vices. He didn’t have control with his body, giving in to his fleshly desires. He was obese and later on acquired many diseases, like poor eyesight, heart disease, and worst of all, kidney disease.

He had been to different hospitals in Metro Manila, including The Philippine Heart Center. In desperation, he also resorted to different quack doctors, subjecting himself to their dark rituals. But in the end, he found himself at National Kidney Institute where he would be in and out of for 1 1/2 years. During this time, he had become skin and bones from the diseases he was suffering from.

In one of his confinements at National Kidney Institute, he stayed in a semi-private room and he witnessed how each one of his roommates would leave the room dead. He became depressed and hopeless.

One day in the hospital, he temporarily lost his vision and his memory. He didn’t know who he was and he could only see white images. When his sight and memory returned, he wrote to his family in the province, informing them of his whereabouts and situation. All that time, he was alone in the hospital. He was given mats upon mats of various drugs but he wasn’t getting better.

One Saturday, while alone in his room at National Kidney Institute, he looked out the window to the waiting area and saw a preacher sharing the Gospel to the people there. While he was observing through the window, the preacher looked up and their eyes met. The preacher approached the window and talked to him.

Bro. Roger learned that he was a preacher from Jesus Miracle Crusade International Ministry. He told him his situation, that he was going to undergo a much-needed surgery in a few days hence. The beloved preacher shared to him the Gospel of salvation and invited him to attend the worship service at Cuneta Astrodome.

The next day being a Sunday, Bro. Roger rose up at dawn and busied himself to prepare to escape and go to the worship service. He removed everything that was attached to his body, quietly left his hospital room, hailed a taxi, and off he went to Cuneta Astrodome, full of hope for healing and deliverance at last.

Since it was still dark, he waited outside. Soon, the beloved brethren arrived and streamed into the venue and he observed how the sisters were clothed modestly without the worldly adornment of jewelries and he heard how they spoke about their pastor with respect and high regard. He was in awe.

When the congregational singing began, he couldn’t explain the great relief that he felt in his body. And when the beloved Jesus Finest Generation Choir sang, he was lifted up in the spirit and he felt like he was floating in the clouds!

When altar call came, he was so in a hurry to reach the front that he bounded down the bleachers. He received the Lord Jesus Christ gladly and was baptized in water in His name.

He didn’t go back to the hospital. The next morning when he went to the toilet to urinate, two large stones came out. He took them and brought them to National Kidney Institute and showed them to his doctor. He testified to the doctor how he received salvation and healing in Jesus’ name.

When he continued to attend worship services and serve and love the Lord Jesus Christ faithfully, he received complete healing of all his diseases. That has been 22 years ago and Bro. Roger continues to live in health and wellness by the grace of God.

ALL PRAISE, HONOR, GLORY AND THANKSGIVING TO OUR LORD GOD ALMIGHTY, OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS!

~ written by Sis. Rina R. Peru

Bro. Lito’s disease is gout. His feet, legs, knees, arms, and hands get swollen and it’s very painful he wouldn’t be able to walk even to the bathroom.

In January 2018, after he testified in the pulpit in Sta. Rosa Outreach, the preacher there approached him and counselled him to fast and pray for 10 days as he might be used by the Lord Jesus Christ in preaching the gospel of salvation through the leading prayers of our beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda. His initial reaction was, he wasn’t worthy, and so, he didn’t heed the preacher’s counsel at once.

Three weeks passed and his feet began to get swollen. He knew that when it worsened, he wouldn’t be able to walk or do anything because the pain would be unbearable. And so it was, for him to be able to reach the bathroom, he was forced to sit on one plastic chair to the next, carrying the other chair forward while sitting on one chair because he couldn’t stand up let alone walk. When his gout attacks, it usually takes a month before he starts to recover.

After a month in this condition, when he thought he would finally recover and be able to move normally, the swelling would intensify again, affecting his feet, legs, knees, joints, arms, and hands. He testifies that even when just one finger is swollen, the pain is so severe that he wouldn’t be able to move his fingers.

More than 4 months passed and his condition didn’t improve. He was reminded again by the beloved preacher to start fasting even in his dire condition. And so he did.

While fasting, Satan harassed him, forcing him to quit by making his fasting harder: his legs, arms, joints, and hands were not only swollen, but his back and neck were also very stiff and painful. His whole body was swollen and stiff, giving him unbearable pain with the slightest movement. He testifies that the only part in his body the he could move were his eyes.

He was desperate and felt compelled to give up, but the Lord Jesus gave him a message through Hebrews 10:36-39:

For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise. ³⁷ For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry. ³⁸ Now the just shall live by faith: but if any man draw back, my soul shall have no pleasure in him. ³⁹ But we are not of them who draw back unto perdition; but of them that believe to the saving of the soul.

Hebrews 10:36-39)

After ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise.

This message strengthened him to forge on and finish his prayer and fasting in spite of his suffering for it is the will of God. During this time, he also remembered the teachings of the beloved Asst. Pastor Lina Almeda, that during trials, remember how the Lord has proved His love for us, saving us and healing our diseases.

So, he meditated on how the Lord Jesus had healed him instantly many times before. And not only him but his family members as well.

Now, Bro. Lito goes from one outreach to the next, traveling from province to province to testify of God’s healing miracles and mighty works.

ALL PRAISE, HONOR, GLORY AND THANKSGIVING TO OUR LORD GOD ALMIGHTY – OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS CHRIST!

~ written by Sis. Rina R. Peru

More than 28 years ago, in November 1992, when Sis. Colie Manalon had been bleeding for 6 months, she went to Fabella Hospital to seek help. Her tests showed that she had a 12-cm tutor in her ovary and it was cancer. Stage 4 cancer. And not only that, it had metastasized to the other parts of her body. But before surgery or any treatment could be undertaken, her tumor ruptured while she was at home.

Immediately, she felt a searing pain in her belly, she started panting so hard and couldn’t speak properly. Her husband rushed her to Fabella Hospital where the doctor pronounced that she only had 30 minutes to live if she wasn’t operated on at once. Sis. Colie was hanging on a thin thread of breath.

Fortunately, she had an emergency surgery and after observation, she was told that she had a very high-risk cancer and needed to take chemotherapy for 6 months. She turned black all over because of chemo and she said that she had to grip her companion so hard just for her to be able to swallow her saliva. Swallowing was unbearably painful.

While on her third chemo session at Fabella Hospital, Sis. Colie felt desperate. She felt she had no more hope. She prayed to God to help her. She didn’t want yet to die because she had four small children.

One day at the hospital, she saw a group from JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY sharing the gospel of salvation to the patients. She was invited to attend the worship service and to receive the Lord Jesus Christ in her life.

While still recovering from her chemotherapy at the hospital, she requested her two sisters to come fetch her and bring her to Luneta Park where JMCIM was holding crusades. She said that even from afar as they approached the grandstand, she already felt God’s presence.

This was December of 1992. She was baptized in water in the name of Jesus on January 3, 1993 and she was instantly healed. Until that time, she had been suffering from fevers. But after her water baptism, she was instantly healed of her constant fever. She felt well instantly!

She did not continue her chemotherapy sessions and didn’t go back to the hospital anymore. She only received chemo for 1 month and 13 days out of the 6 months required.

Sis. Colie recovered fully from the high-risk cancer even without completing her chemotherapy. She was accepted at Quezon Institute as a nursing aid and while working there, she testified to patients who had tuberculosis, HIV, and other scary diseases of her miraculous healing from metastatic ovarian cancer. She would invite them to accept the Lord Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior and prayed over them through the leading prayers of beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda. Everyone who accepted the Lord Jesus left the hospital healed.

Because of Sis. Colie’s anointed witnessing to patients, the doctors in Quezon Institute marvelled and declared in awe and wonder, “The God you serve is true! When you pray over even the very sick patients, their breathing improves remarkably!”

One night while Sis. Colie was on duty, the director of Quezon Institute called for her and requested that she bring a cancer patient to the worship service of JMCIM. The doctors there knew that terminally-ill patients could have hope of healing in JMCIM. Sis. Colie was only glad to fetch the said patient. a Mrs. Barrera, and brought her to JMCIM. Mrs. Barrera was also healed of cancer. Hallelujah!

To this day, Sis. Colie Manalon serves the Lord faithfully and is active in prison ministry.

ALL PRAISE, HONOR, GLORY, MAJESTY AND THANKSGIVING BELONG TO OUR LORD GOD ALMIGHTY – OUR DEARET LORD JESUS!

~ written by Sis. Rina R. Peru

Before the Lord Jesus Christ came into their life, the family of Bro. Joel Malabad was living in the clutches of witchcraft. Their life was in darkness and truly miserable. His father left them even before Bro. Joel was born. His mother practised witchcraft and spent her days being inebriated with alcohol (gin). There were days that she would be drinking from sunup until the morning of next day. She had become so addicted to alcohol that, one time, she even drank Chlorox just to satisfy her mouth and throat, according to Bro. Joel’s testimony.

When Bro. Joel was only 4 years old, his witch mother had a quarrel with another witch in their neighborhood. That witch tried to cast her black magic on Bro. Joel’s mother to punish her, but she was unsuccessful. It turned out that his mother was more powerful than the other witch.

The angry witch set her sights on Bro. Joel instead, who was then an innocent and helpless 4-year old kid, pouring our all her wrath on him. And so, Bro. Joel suffered from the evil works of witchcraft for 2 long years. Thick black hair like that of a buffalo grew and covered his body. His head became long and pointed. His breast also became sharp like that of a chicken. But the most horrifying of all that he suffered was, whenever he ate even just a little, he would vomit it afterwards and the vomit was black and crawling with human maggots. Because of this, Bro. Joel became so thin he was skin and bones.

One day, someone shared the Gospel of salvation to his older brother. He was invited to the worship service of JESUS MIRACLE CRUSADE INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY, where, he was told, the Lord Jesus saves and heals through the leading prayers of their Beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde Almeda.

Because Bro. Joel’s older brother or kuya (older brother in Filipino) was desperate to help ease his small brother’s suffering, he wanted to bring him to the worship service of JMCIM. But the biggest obstacle was that, they couldn’t ask permission from their mother as she was a Roman Catholic devotee and they were scared to displease her.

What Bro. Joel’s kuya did was to steal him away without their mother’s knowledge. They snuck out through the window and when they were already at a safe distance from the house, Bro. Joel’s kuya cried out to God, “Lord, if You’re real in Jesus Miracle Crusade, please heal my brother and I promise You that we will serve You all the days of our lives!”

After the worship service that night, both brothers received the Lord Jesus Christ in their lives and were baptized in water in His name. A week after their baptism, Bro. Joel was completely delivered from the curse of witchcraft. Oh, hallelujah!

That happened in 1988. Both brothers, still very young then, served the Lord faithfully, singing in the choirs, beginning in Children’s Choir, Youth/Singles Choir, then in Jesus Finest Generation Choir. Bro. Joel’s kuya, Bro. Zaldy, sings in Adults Choir to this day.

In 1991, three years after the brothers were saved, their mother also received the Lord and was baptized in water in Jesus’ name. She surrendered her witchcraft paraphernalia to the church. During that time, she was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian cancer and had been bleeding nonstop for months. Her doctors told her that she had only a very short time to live if she didn’t undergo surgery and chemotherapy. But because they did not have the monetary capability to pay such medical expenses and since they were already serving the Lord in JMCIM, they chose to trust in God for her healing.

Bro. Joel’s beloved mother was completely healed of her ovarian cancer. Hallelujah!

United, their family prayed for the father to come back to them. God answered this prayer as well. Bro. Joel’s father finally went back home to his family and he also received the Lord Jesus, freeing him from the bondage of his many vices.

To this day, Bro. Joel’s parents and the whole family are serving the Lord faithfully.

ALL PRAISE, HONOR, GLORY, MAJESTY AND THANKSGIVING BELONG TO OUR LORD GOD ALMIGHTY – OUR DEAREST LORD JESUS!

~ written by Sis. Rina Peru