Salvation Testimonies from North America

Salvation testimonies abound in the United States, and we would like to hear yours! Here is the page showing more USA testimonies. Some of our older ones are listed below.

A Musician Gets a Miracle – Caspar McCloud tells how he came to the Lord while successful in his music career – and how the Lord did a miracle of healing for him later on – where he came close to death.

Set Free from Evil – After some horrible experiences with demonic spirits, and coming out of a lot of personal pain, this lady found out how merciful God is, and how to be born again.

William Kent’s miraculous healingWilliam Kent, a wheelchair sport world-record holder, was was a paraplegic and blind in one eye. He also had other serious conditions due to his accident. After he turned back to the Lord – God healed him in a revival meeting! Includes the contact details of his doctor who confirms this.

From Hell to the Glory of GodRev. Timothy LaFond shares how as an unbeliever he was electrocuted at work and went to a literal hell. After crying out to God he came back to life, and after some time got saved. He is now a preacher carrying a mighty anointing from God.

A Man Sent from God – Ceci was living with a murderer and rapist, but the Lord brought her out. An amazing story.

Rescued from the Kingdom of Hell – Isaac tells his story of an unhappy childhoold, escape in alcohol, drugs and pornography, quest for power in Satanism leading to almost total destruction of his life. Read how he came to Jesus Christ and got set free.

Interrupted by the Voice of God – Joshua Woodcook shares how God spoke to him, the signs from God and how Jesus came into his life in power.

Truly Becoming a Christian – Jason Gray shares how he became a Christian as a result of God revealing Himself to him and intervening in his exams.

The Power of God’s Love – Dorrie Pontarelli tells of her experience with a hurtful family situation, of coming to know God and getting free from the power that came into her through wicca and drug abuse.

Rocky Chambers – A young man finds that success and self-indulgence does not bring happiness. He starts looking and one day is dramatically converted through a powerful revelation of God’s love.

A Preacher’s Wife Gets Saved – Tanya shares how she pretended to be a Christian – even getting a preacher to marry her, but only later truly repented and got truly saved. Its better not to play the hyprocrite!

Jesus heals the scars – Another young lady shares how she learned to trust Jesus personally for healing from sexual abuse and how knowing Jesus made a difference for her.

Single mother finds God – Heather tells how she was feeling down with life and the wonderful way she met the Lord Jesus and was baptized with the Holy Spirit.

Shelia Hersey – shares how the Lord intervened in her life of sorrow, rejection and addiction and gave her a new life, a loving husband, healing from the effects of drug addiction and other diseases, and a purpose for living in blessing others with God’s love.

Testimony of Deliverance from Demons – Brandi shares in detail what it was like before during and after her deliverance from many evil spirits.

Overcoming through the Trials of Injustice – Keith Longtin was locked up for months, accused of murdering his wife. Read how his faith in God triumphed and his eventual release.

Giving up Hypnotherapy to Serve God – Sherrie Marshall from Canada shares how she obeyed the Lord to give up the opportunity to practice hypnotherapy in order to devote herself fully to minister divine healing for God.

Delivered from Homosexuality – a young lady shares about her deliverance from a lifestyle of homosexuality and drugs.

Protected by God during an Assault – A young lady shares how the Lord protected her while she and a friend were being assulted in Chicago.

Testimony of Holy Spirit Baptism – Mike says he was rather skeptical concerning things of faith, but his experience with the Holy Spirit one night changed his life!

Saved at the Brink of Suicide – a young lady shares how the Lord touched her and saved her when she was about to commit suicide because of depression and misery.

Trusting God for a Mate – Duane Heath shares how his engagement break-up led him to come to and seek God, and how the Lord a few months later provided for him a new fiancee who is all he asked for.

Tom Packard – Tom shares about his salvation experience, his call to preach the gospel and some of the miracles of provision and divine healing in his life and ministry.

The Voice of God – Mike Ramirez shares how he and his atheist wife came to Christ through an encounter with the voice of God.

David Smith – shares how the Lord saved him from death while in a coma, and some things of what he saw and experienced during that time.

Unwanted – Bunnie Klassen shares how she was drawn to Christ after a very traumatic childhood.

When I Needed Jesus – Trudy Veerman describes how the healing of her mentally ill sister was a key factor in her coming to Christ.

Overcoming life’s Battles – Eve related her story of how she met God and how God helped her in difficult times.

You can’t run – Gloria shares how God got a hold of her and her husband after experiencing a family tragedy, and the miracle that followed in their lives.

Saved out of Religious Pride – Brent thought the main thing was to know more Scripture, but God began to deal with his heart.



Other Stories

Attempted SuicideKim Avery shares how she almost committed suicide, and how through a near fatal car crash she reconsidered!

Shannon – shares how after severely backsliding and living dangerously God gave her a new start.

Reproductive System healed – a lady shares how the Lord healed her of problems with menstruation and made her a mother!

Son Healed of Cysts – Kim shares how her son was healed of cysts on the brain, verified by the medical profession.

Healed of Depression – Tracy shares how the reading the Bible helped her to overcome depression.

Healed as a Baby – Allen Watts shares how he was healed (of a hole in the heart) as a baby in a local church through the laying on of hands.

Jesus Payed – a mother shares the mysterious events regarding the payment of a medical bill for her son.

From Hollywood Actor to Preacher: – This actor sought to be a star and now found the Creator of the Stars! He is now pastoring and travelling as a revivalist/evangelist.

A New Body – Toby’s struggle to find a new body

Before a thing springs forth – Ron Mitchell shares about a revelation God gave him that came to pass and something from the heart of God.

Turn Around – Jesus loves you – Ron shares a couple of examples about obeying the voice of the Holy Spirit.

The Full List of North American testimonies has moved here.

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About Michael Fackerell

The Christian faith is about Jesus. He came to save the lost. About Jesus Christ, Bible teaching, Testimonies, Salvation, Prayer, Faith, Networking.


  1. Psalm 8:4 what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?
    The power of the Vision. Now 7 years ago i did ask myself does god use technology? as i was in a trance like state saying to myself these things says he who walks in the midst of the paradise of God, and this began my Baptism into the Body of Christ. there was a great time of trouble (sin) as there still somewhat is but ill keep the faith(when the rabbit dug up the piece of a bag in the ground in which said BAB= gate of faith.

    ) Jesus said, “Let him who seeks continue seeking until he
    finds. When he finds, he will become troubled. When he becomes
    troubled, he will be astonished, and he will rule over the All.”

    3) Jesus said, “If those who lead you say, ‘See, the Kingdom is
    in the sky,’ then the birds of the sky will precede you. If they
    say to you, ‘It is in the sea,’ then the fish will precede you.
    Rather, the Kingdom is inside of you, and it is outside of you.
    When you come to know yourselves, then you will become known, and
    you will realize that it is you who are the sons of the living
    Father. But if you will not know yourselves, you dwell in poverty
    and it is you who are that poverty.

  2. God is truly AMAZING. Last weekend, I taught at a local church’s evangelistic healing outreach and the Lord healed seven individuals, including children, of various aches and pains. In addition, He delivered one woman from demonic torment that same weekend. God is still moving and in control, especially towards those who are seeking Him in spirit and in truth! Bless you Jesus!

    Tamesha Keel


    After last night’s Bible Study, the Lord healed two women after prayer. One of the women, who was legally blind, could not see images as everything was blurry. After receiving prayer, she was able to see clearly and even read with glasses. The second woman, had a broken thumb that had been wrapped in a bandana for week. The Lord healed her thumb where she was able to move it, the swelling subsided, and the pain was gone.


    • michael says:

      Its wonderful to hear of these kinds of miracle stories. Please keep letting us all know when things like this happen.

    • Praise the Lord Jesus , all over again.

      It is wonderful to see how Jesus is alive , and continues his
      healings , signs and wonders , ……2000 years , after they first started.




    • warrior daughter says:

      O Lord my God,

      When I in awesome wonder

      Consider all

      The works Thy Hand hath made,

      I see the stars,

      I hear the mighty thunder,

      Thy pow’r throughout

      The universe displayed;

      Stanza 2:

      When through the woods

      And forest glades I wander

      I hear the birds

      Sing sweetly in the trees;

      When I look down

      From lofty mountain grandeur

      And hear the brook

      And feel the gentle breeze;


      Then sings my soul,

      My Saviour God, to Thee,

      How great Thou art!

      How great Thou art!

      Then sings my soul,

      My Saviour God, to Thee,

      How great Thou art!

      How great Thou art!

      Stanza 3:

      When Christ shall come,

      With shouts of acclamation,

      And take me home,

      What joy shall fill my heart!

      Then I shall bow

      In humble adoration

      And there proclaim,

      “My God, how great Thou art!”


      Then sings my soul,

      My Saviour God, to Thee,

      How great Thou art!

      How great Thou art!

      Then sings my soul,

      My Saviour God, to Thee,

      How great Thou art!

      How great Thou art!

  4. May 2, 2009–The Elijah Challenge: Ezekiel’s House Evangelistic Outreach in Nassau, Bahamas

    Ezekiel’s House is located in an area where alcoholism, drug addition, and witchcraft are prevalent in the mixed community of local Bahamians and immigrant Haitians. Following six hours of training, an evangelistic outreach was held where the gospel would be preached and the sick healed.

    The open-air outreach was the first ever for Ezekiel’s House which had in early 2008 moved into the community. Since the local people were not familiar with this relatively new ministry, they were reluctant to come. Just a small crowd of the poor came for the free clothing and meal offered in a basketball court just next to the strip mall where Ezekiel’s House met.

    We proclaimed to them the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ as the only true God, far superior to the power behind witchcraft. Then we prayed to the God of Elijah, asking Him to send the fire of healing upon the infirm to prove that He was in fact the true God, and that He was calling people back to Himself.

    Two men stood up to be healed. A man named John had pain in his upper stomach. Hubert, a taller, thin man of about 60 years of age wearing lightly-tinted glasses and a hat, also came forward. Hubert was a regular customer at the liquor store next door to Ezekiel’s House. He was a quiet man, blind in one eye and suffering from constant pain in his neck, shoulders, and back. He appeared to be an alcoholic surviving by himself and likely estranged from his family.

    As the trained disciples laid hands on Hubert and rebuked his infirmities, the Lord touched him dramatically. He began to weep profusely. The pain in his neck, shoulders, and back had vanished. He said over and over that the heaviness on him had disappeared, leaving a heavenly lightness. His blind eye could first see his fingers, then he could see the people sitting in their chairs around him witnessing the miracle as the disciples continued to minister to him. He said that the colors he was now seeing were rich and beautiful. He could not stop weeping, and when he finally did, he could not stop beaming.

    The other man, John, was healed of the pain in his stomach. The Lord had answered our prayer and sent the fire of healing to prove that He is God and that Jesus Christ is the only way to Him. When we challenged the people to repent of their sins, Hubert needed no exhorting. He had experienced firsthand the grace and healing power of Jesus Christ, and eagerly surrendered his life to the Lord Jesus Christ. Others followed suit to repent of their sins, including John.

    Afterwards, the people were given the opportunity to pick out clothing for themselves and their families, and were given a hot meal. It was indeed a small outreach in terms of numbers, but very satisfying for us personally. From close up we had seen a man gloriously healed and saved from deep darkness. Hubert had been given a powerful testimony and will be a fruitful witness for Jesus Christ. We were told that word of what happened will spread in the community. The church’s next outreach will see many more precious souls come to hear the gospel of Jesus Christ.

    “I wanted to let you know that I made it back safely to Miami. God is so AWESOME as…He healed a woman of stomach pain who I prayed for at my hotel in the Bahamas. She was crying and praising God for His goodness!…I had such a fabulous time this past weekend. I’m so happy that I came. I want to thank you for EVERYTHING!!! May God continue to bless you, your family, and ministry.” -Tamesha Keel


    This past March, a relative of mine was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer that had spread all over his body. After receiving prayer, the Lord healed him on Resurrection Sunday. After standing on His word, the relative went in for testing this week and the bewildered lab technicians could not find cancer anywhere!!!

    Amazingly enough, God also healed his wife several years ago from a coma after she suffered a massive brain hemorrhage. Both are AWESOME testimonies of God’s goodness as Jehovah-Rapha!!!

  6. Gene Juillet says:

    Lets get one thing straight. I was barely a practicing Roman Catholic. I simply talked the talk and seldom even walked the walk. I went to church twice a year, on the holidays, yet, I did believe in the power of prayer. Much unlike myself, I knew my parents barely missed a Sunday Mass in their entire lives. “If you ever need GOD’s help son, simply pray to him and pray hard and frequently and He will eventually answer your prayers,” my Dad would occasionally remind me. My Mother, Irene, and my only sibling, Suzanne, were both Eucharistic Ministers.

    Cindy, my wife of 26 years, made a point of going to Mass just about every Sunday with our two teenage daughters, Amanda and Amber. We agreed that our children should be raised to believe in God, and over the years we celebrated both their Holy Communions and Confirmations at our local Catholic Church.

    Looking back many years earlier I believe I began to stray from the church as a teenager, shortly after achieving a coveted Boy Scout Award called the “AD-Altere-Dei Medal”, which at the time was the Highest Roman Catholic Scouting Award available. I remember how proud my parents were when we traveled to a Cathedral in the heart of Trenton, New Jersey and during a High Mass the Bishop himself, pinned the award to my Boy Scout uniform. I thought as a teenager that achieving such a religious prize actually granted me some sort of immunity from any future Sunday Worship. As I got older and moved away from my parent’s home, I also slid away from religious activities. However, I always did pray, mostly in the evening before bed, sometimes driving my car, or even the first thing as I awoke in the early morning. I generally prayed for physical help for the sick people that I knew. My prayers were never verbal, but they were sincere dedicated thoughts.
    Gazing out my office window I often saw this elderly man shuffling down the sidewalk, and I thought to myself, how horrible it must have been for him to spend his entire life with a curved spine. This man’s head was forced forward as if he was looking down at his feet all day long. I began to mentally compare his horrible life with mine. I was healthy as an ox, a big strong guy, and he must have been deformed from birth. I thought that it just wasn’t fair to him, or for that matter, anyone else living with discomfort or pain, while my life has been near perfect. I sat there with my head in my hands with my eyes now closed, as I began to silently pray once again. In my deepest thought I gave a shout out to God. “If you are listening to me God, and I know you are, I want to get serious here for a moment. God you have blessed me with many things. You have given me a great life, and a healthy wonderful family. I’m not wealthy but I live comfortably, thanks to you my Lord. Please God hear my prayer, and remove the pain and discomfort from the afflicted. In exchange, please give it to me, so that I shall carry this small cross, that they may be healed.” This was a sincere dedicated thought.
    I reinforced my thoughts again, and confirmed with myself, that I surely felt that I would be able to handle whatever malady God may present to me.
    Three weeks later, I was feeling just great and had my yearly physical exam.
    Our family doctor after reviewing the results of my blood test diagnosed me as a “Type 2 Diabetic”. My sugar levels were elevated, and my triglycerides were above the recommended limits. My doctor prescribed 2 medicines to help my body adjust to these elevated levels.
    It was now just three days to our family’s Summer Vacation. Cindy had purchased tickets for an evening concert by the group “Boston”. We had planned to leave after the concert and drive directly to Raleigh North Carolina to visit my wife’s family. The second half of our 2-week vacation would be spent at the Jersey Shore. The plans have been made. I took off Friday from work to both pack the car and cut our lawn before the trip.
    Well it was hot and humid outside; perhaps in retrospect I should have waited until the cooler early evening hours to begin mowing the lawn. I noticed some slight pressure in my chest as I pushed the mower across the yard. I began to sweat profusely as I turned off the mower and entered the house. The pain grew stronger and was concentrated on the right side of my chest. One hand held a sweaty paper towel; the other I couldn’t remove from clutching and holding my chest even tighter. Amber looking over the balcony from above asked, “Are you alright dad?”
    I started to feel nauseous and began to feel a tingling down both arms. I knew then that this was very serious and not just indigestion. “Amber call 911 now”, I barely whimpered. She took full control over the situation. Within minutes, there were police and medics helping load me on a gurney. Cindy sped home from work and unfortunately I over heard a medic tell her, “It doesn’t look good!” I didn’t realize at the time that both Amber and Cindy were already in their car and following the ambulance in hot pursuit to our local hospital.
    Strapped on my back to the gurney I was reminded of what my religious friend Lee Harris from work had once told me. “Even at the hour of your death, If you pray to God for his forgiveness, and accept him as your savior, you might still be saved and go to Heaven.”
    I started to mellow out and I just thought about all the good times I had with my family over the years. I thought of the great family movies and pictures that we had taken over the years, as we watched our babies grow and mature. I began to pray again. This time I knew I really needed God’s help. I closed my eyes and I prayed the Act of Contrition.
    Immediately after finishing the prayer, I opened my eyes and the ambulance was gone. It was extremely dark where I was. I heard no noise. I was alone in total darkness.
    I seemed to be actually floating or in motion, in a direction. As I was slowly propelled forward through the stillness and black, I began to notice a small light ahead. The light grew even larger and brighter and it soon surrounded me to the point that I needed to close my eyes again. It was an extremely bright white light, so bright that when I did open my eyes, I need to blink a few times and squint.
    I suddenly found myself upright and alone, in the middle of what was a large, ultra-bright, white glowing hallway. It was so peaceful and quiet that I didn’t want to leave. I felt an overwhelming comfort here, a warmth-like I belonged here. Still partially squinting I began to feel like I had gained all the knowledge of the world, I thought like I knew everything. It was as if white swaying sheets were hung all around this long room creating walls of dancing light. It was very similar to walking between my mom’s white bed sheets as they hung between 2 cloths lines in our backyard on a bright sunny day.
    I spun around a few times and saw no one else. No medics, no ambulance just a serene sense of piece and quiet. I didn’t even look to see if my body was still part of me. It was my mind with my thoughts and my sight that was still functioning.
    I had no fears whatsoever. The only thing I didn’t know was, where I was. I was guessing that this is not a dream or a hallucination. I am here, but here is where?
    Is this the entrance to heaven?
    At the one end of this long white room there was a slight opening covered with a white sheet that was continually blowing back and forth as if inviting me to pass through it. As the curtain blew open I could see bits of lush green foliage on the opposite side and the light was even brighter out there then it was inside the room. I wasn’t scared at all, but I began wondering if I had died. But this isn’t a dream, is it? Where am I going if I’m dead?
    Was God nearby? I hardly had a chance to open my eyes wide enough through the brightness to look around the room one more time. I began moving forward uncontrollably towards the blowing sheeted doorway. As I moved even closer I suddenly began to hear voices. The brightness then faded from brightest white to bluish white then slowly to yellow through gray then back to the original dark black. Once again I couldn’t see a thing, yet I did hear these human like voices, as they were now getting louder and louder. From a distance I could now distinguish what they were saying. I actually heard my name being mentioned. Someone was speaking about me saying, Mr. Juillet”, “Mr. Juillet”, and a pause. “Mr. Juillet, My name is Doctor Krantzler, you are at the Hospital”. Slowly opening my eyes from the darkness I now saw the face of a man just inches from my own face. “Mr. Juillet, can you hear me? You have suffered a massive heart attack.”
    I was totally surprised to see that I was still strapped to the Gurney. The back of it was elevated which was propping my head up. I noticed that I am behind curtains inside the hospital Emergency Room. This area was loaded with all kinds of people in uniforms with agendas. I now had IV’s already into both my arms. About 25 feet away from me I can see through a split in the privacy curtains that my children were crying with my in-laws standing nearby. Cindy was standing on the other side of my bed. She was holding my hand and I could see she looked terrified. “Did you call my sister Suzanne in Florida,” I whispered to my wife. “Already did” Cindy replied. “You know that you gave us all a scare back there big guy”. Sensing that I had no clue as to what she was talking about she proceeded to tell me what had happened. While she was following the ambulance, it had pulled off the road about half way to the hospital. The driver climbed into the back of the flashing vehicle as my wife and daughter watched in horror. The two medics applied a defibulater numerous times to my chest in an effort to restart my stopped and dead heart. She literally witnessed my body arching upwards with every hit from the paddles. In my own mind I was listening to her but still questioning myself as to where I have just emerged.
    I was quickly Medivac by a helicopter to yet another larger regional hospital. Once there a medicated stent was placed into my clogged Left Ascending Aorta also known as “The Widow Maker. It was a simple painless procedure.
    I was then wheeled up the 3rd floor to the ACU unit (Acute Coronary Unit), which is the intensive care area for heart patients. Once there my blood pressure dropped too rapidly, and I began to get cold and vomit. The Doctor’s then determined that I must have been bleeding internally as they raced me back downstairs to an OR.
    My Femoral Artery in my right groin area had ruptured causing a great blood loss. Emergency Vascular Surgery stopped the leakage, but not after my feet had already swollen and turned purple. My testicles turned into “Eggplants” and had to be packed in bags of ice most nights of my 10-day hospital stay.
    Later in the week a Cardiac Surgeon entered the room. “How are you feeling today, Mr. Juillet?” He asked. “Just great to be alive Doc, great to be alive”, was my response. “You should,” he said. He then looked towards heaven and said, “Some one up there must have a reason for you to live. You do know you had so much more that just a massive heart attack. Unfortunately about 1/3 of your heart, will never work again. You are going to require major open-heart surgery in 4-6 weeks. We will need to remove an aneurysm that is growing on the side of your heart and separate the damaged portion of your heart from the remaining good tissue. The procedure we will use is called the “DOR Procedure”. It’s called Left Ventricular Reconstruction Surgery and while we have your chest opened, we will most likely perform 3-4 bypasses as well. We might even bypass the stint that we installed earlier this week..

    (Jumping ahead I did have 1/3 of my heart removed and the remaining working portion has been patched with layers of Dacron and Teflon, and is now held together with medical glue. A nurse had classified me as a “Triple A Survivor”, Heart Attack, Anurysium, and Cardiac Arrest)

    I have to tell you this now, because it is the most relevant event of my lifetime.
    My daughters were allowed to visit my hospital room. I praised Amber for taking charge and calling 911 and saving my life. When Amanda kissed me, she handed me a little wrapped jewelry box. I was happy to open the gift and see a chain and a small crucifix attached to it. Then I looked up to Cindy with a smile on my face and she smiled right back as if to say, “I know how you feel”. My eyes quickly swelled up with water and I started to cry. I’m crying now even as I write about it for this story. I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Just as soon as I put that crucifix on around my neck, right there in my hospital room, something very unordinary had overwhelmed me. Perhaps it was a euphoric trance of some kind. It was as if a Spirit had consumed my whole being. I felt as if I had automatically become “Super Holy”! I almost felt like I became all knowing of everything once again. I had no questions because I knew all the answers.
    I was feeling God-like, and powerful. I felt like I had a direct connection to the powers that heal. I couldn’t even believe the way I was feeling, but for some reason, it all seemed to come together. I believe that I must have kissed my new crucifix more that 1000 times while being in that Intensive Care Unit.
    The nurses encouraged the patients to stroll in hallways to get even small amounts of exercise when possible. That night Cindy and I walked dragging my two-medicine bag racks, down the hospital hallway and into a room that I had never seen before. It must have been a grieving room for family members. A young woman and what appeared to be her in-laws sat off in one corner of the room all by themselves. They were sullen and looked as if they had been crying for days. Cindy whispered to me that this was the wife of a 36-year-old man who has been in a coma now for about two weeks. Words still cannot describe the emotional feeling that overwhelmed my body. It was as if the “Holy Spirit” itself took control over my life at that moment. I was consumed by perfect ness and focus. Nothing else mattered to me but this lady crying in emotional pain. I leaped, the best I could, from the chair in which I was sitting and pushed my IV racks directly over to this young visibly shaking woman. Leaning down I asked her, “Is it your husband who is in the coma”?
    She looked up at me, with fear in her swollen eyes. Her makeup was washed away and running down her cheeks from her tears, as she nodded yes. At this point I reached out my right hand and asked her to hold it. She grabbed my outstretched limb with both of hers. I tried to explain to her that I had no idea what was going on here, or what I was about to do. I said that there was some kind of voice in my head instructing me and directing my movements. I grasped her hands and she held mine quite firmly. I placed my left hand on my new crucifix that hung from my neck and my right hand extended grasping both of hers. I told her that “the Power of Christ had saved my life and I needed to pass this power over to her so she could be strong and help save her husband’s soul”. The simple thought of doing just this must have come from a higher power. It’s not like me to even get involved. I could feel a controlling power that created a noticeable warmth and rigid ness in my left arm. A surprisingly warm flow, a powerful feeling, actually moved and passed directly from my clutching hand around the crucifix, up my left forearm and into my left shoulder. Overwhelmed by this spiritual event that was happening I could now actually feel this warm movement shooting across my chest from shoulder to shoulder, as I seemed briefly frozen in state. My eyes were closed and I felt as if I were floating off the hospital floor. The women’s hands were receptive of mine as this invisible strength now shot down my right arm and I knew, into the crying woman’s grasp. We both stood there now silently about 30 seconds, locked together until I too, burst into tears. The woman now continued to cry as well. I loosened my hand from her grasp, and then shuffled towards the doorway. Hunched over, totally exhausted and crying. I stood just outside the room in the hallway leaning my emotionally and physically emptied body up against the wall while still clutching my IV poles. The sweat was dripping from my brow.
    Cindy who had witnessed my emotional exchange now exited the room. She stood bye my side and said, “What the heck was that all about?”
    I just couldn’t explain it, and doubted whether she or anyone else would even believe it. It was as if someone else has taken control of my body and emotions.
    I wasn’t embarrassed at all. I felt great about what I had just done. All the collected episodes and memories of my entire life to that point, meant nothing in
    comparison to feeling the goodness that I experienced during this very special brief moment. I know now that without a doubt that I had just sampled the real power of GOD, and The Holy Spirit! I was once again, just briefly connected to a whole new level of existence. The very first time I felt this similar feeling was upon floating in the bright lights in the white room, just after my initial heart attack. It felt to me as the identical same elevated holy level. It was like being part of a whole greater awareness, beyond our Earthly knowledge. I was leaving every worldly thought behind, except for what good thoughts remained in my mind or perhaps at that point, it was my soul. It felt like GOD actually became part of my body and wanted me to share his strength with this woman who was experiencing horrible pain and a probable loss of her mate.
    While still alive on Earth, I will forever pray and I will anxiously await that “GOD-Like” feeling to return and consume me once again.

    I don’t know what ever happened to this woman’s comatose husband. I don’t know if she was ever able to pass on that strength that The Holy Spirit, The Lord and Giver of Life, gave her through me. What I do know is that, for those brief few moments in that room, God consumed my entire body, while I was blessed with all his perfect ness and knowledge.
    I was somewhat of a religious skeptic, and now I am a believer for the rest of my time. Perhaps, just perhaps, doing that very simple thing with this woman was as my surgeon described as “A reason that someone up there wanted me to live”.
    On a church sign I once read “Death not be the best time to meet GOD for the first time” and this now makes a lot more sense to me.
    2,600 people die from Heart Attacks every day. I didn’t, today!
    Praise the Holy Spirit!

    Gene Juillet


    • minu puning kotin says:

      I just read your story and could not stop crying. You are lucky now that you have been brought out of darkness to light. God has certainly chosen you for a reason. continue to live in the light and praise His holy name.

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