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From Muslim to Christian: The Miracles in the Life of Bro. Rene Pedregoza

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.

Bro. Rene Pedregoza

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!

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Healed of Lung Cancer: The Testimony of Bro. Ricardo Caindoy

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

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!

Hannah’s Miracle

Hannah during Pink Toes Piano Recital pictorial, Summer 2013.

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!

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 

Miracle in the Life of Bro. Roden Roy

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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

Healing from Cervical Cancer: The Testimony of Sis. Victoria dela Cruz

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

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

Healed of Heart Disease: The Testimony of Bro. Rufo Zulueta

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

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

From Satanist to Born-again Christian: The Amazing Testimony of Beloved Major Bobby Naguit

Beloved (Ret.) Major Bobby Naguit testifying in the pulpit during JMCIM Sunday Service at Amoranto Stadium, Quezon City, Phils. on Jan. 8, 2012.

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!