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More miraculous healings in old age

Dora sent us the following testimonies:

At the beginning of this year my father fell twice within a short period in his house. He could not remember what happened. His doctor thought it was a small tia (transient ischemic attack), a short interruption of the bloodstream in the brain). The blood analysis showed alarming levels due to increased thrombosis. He was rushed to “Gasthuisberg” (Leuven’s University Hospital) where they diagnosed him with pneumonia, four ulcers and 4th grade inflammation of the esophagus. They started antibiotics. At first my daddy seemed to recover slowly, but he kept complaining about unexplainable headaches. We had to celebrate his 91st birthday in hospital.

Recovery from a severe burn out

“For what we preach is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, and ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake.” (2 Cor 4:5)

I was doing for over 30 years all kind of leadership tasks in the church of Jesus, when a concurrence of events led to a complete mental crash. I entered unexpectedly and unwantedly a period of burn-out that would last several years.

I was relieved of my job as fulltime pastor and I was obliged to stop my involvement in Christian Flanders. I did not preach anywhere for over a year, although I had been doing this for years throughout the whole of Flanders. I even felt written off by God and fellow human beings. The civil society declared that I was incapable to work.

Here is the story of how Tamara met Jesus and how He changed her life completely.

Here is how she tells her story:

“I grew up in a Catholic family. From the age of 10 till I was 14, I went faithfully to church every Sunday although under mild pressure of my Grandma. I believed in God and read the Bible in those years. However, I didn’t like church: cold and very unpleasant to be there as a child.

In the following years faith was shut out completely. Church was expendable.

Somewhere I had read Jesus said: ‘Split a piece of wood and I’m there. Lift up a stone and you will find Me.’ And so my life continued calmly it’s course…

Twenty years later I met Robby. He is an evangelical Christian and his heart is filled with love for the Father. I couldn’t quite grasp this and wanted to know where that came from. So I ended up at Gods Ambassade. Months passed by. I started to read the Bible again and I attended Sunday service regularly. I knew God existed but I lacked the deep conviction I saw in church.

Through a combination of circumstances my world was falling apart. In the night of 6th to 7th September 2014 I was overwhelmed with grief. I asked God: ”What must I do?” He answered with one simple word: “Belief!” I went to sleep with a saddened heart and had a very restless sleep. A bright light woke me, at first I didn’t pay attention to it, thinking it came from outside. A little later, again there was this bright light. This time I experienced a powerful presence. I didn’t dare to open my eyes, but I knew I was wide awake. A warmth flowed through me, I never experienced this before and I felt very comforted. For a long time I thought it was an angel that comforted me. Now I know it was Father Himself who took me in His arms that night.

The following day I went to church together with Robby. We were celebrating the 25th anniversary of Gods Ambassade. I managed through the day on autopilot, that evening we split up. We had one more conversation. Robby said: “If God says: ‘belief!’, then why do you still doubt? Doubt is Satan’s work!”.
I got in my car and said out loud: “Satan, huh! Well, Satan, you better quickly get out of my life, I don’t want anything to do with you!” At once I was filled with that same warmth I felt during the night. In that moment, my world totally changed. I was singing the whole way back home. The next day as I was walking from the parking lot to my job, it seemed like the world around me had become smaller.

I told Ann about it and in her presence I very consciously gave my life to Jesus.I was baptized on 9th December 2014 but it was on that particular 7th September that my new life began. It is a date that marks both the saddest day and the happiest day of my life. On that day in 2002 my father died of cancer and on that same day in 2014 Father found me.

These days, my heart still sings: ‘No more to roam, I’ve found my home. Hallelujah in my heart I’m not alone! Love walks with me. Hallelujah, in my heart!”
And He is right: one simple word is enough: ‘BELIEVE!’