On this page you will find testimonies we have been receiving from various friends we have "met" through the ministry of ekklesia4him. These are testimonies of the wonderful Grace of God, and His protective and keeping power. The Spirit of Grace is at work. Praise the Lord! Read, and be encouraged.
Added September 27, 2011
Crossing over from sickness to health, from sure death to life in Christ
This is the testimony of Ruth who was born and raised in Singapore. She was born into an Imam's (priesthood) family. Her grandfather and several generations of ancestors had served as religious Islamic leaders. Her father, as a religious head, performed all the rites for the Muslim community. Ruth, a teacher by profession, was also a religious teacher for women in the mosque, and taught children 3 years and older, in their homes, the teachings of Mohammed.
The God of the Bible orchestrated extraordinary circumstances in Ruth's life to draw her to Himself.
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Added November 17, 2010
This is the testimony of a brother who was converted and directly taught by Christ, without a Bible or a preacher, for eight years.
The Word of God, the bible, the Lamb's book of life, and how they relate to my walk in Christ
First I will share briefly some of my own journey with Christ.
Christ led me to Him directly outside of any religious or biblical influence. For about 8 years He led me and taught me by His spirit, and during that time He used me to heal some people, as He had healed me. Then He led me into religion to learn about religion. Then about 3 1/2 years ago He led me out of religion, back to walking as I had at the start of my journey with Him.
I have been Christ's follower for 20 years now. I am 51 and my wife is a follower of Christ. . .
In the beginning was the one who is called the Word. The Word was with God and was truly God. From the very beginning the Word was with God. And with this Word, God created all things. Nothing was made without the Word. Everything that was created received its life from him, and his life gave light to everyone. John 1:1-4.
As it is written above, is how I have always known Christ. Christ is the Word of God, the life force within me that allows me to breath and live, and the one who gave me new life when He awakened His true light within me, through rebirth, at the time I came to know Him.
The Word of God is Christ, the Spiritual word.
Then there is the spoken and revealed word from Christ and God, to humans throughout history, which is recorded in the written word, the bible.
On my journey with Christ, I have learnt that Christ, the Spiritual Word, is the authority I stand on.
What ever Christ reveals to me by His spirit, has His authority, when put in action by me. For example, if Christ gives me insight about someone's illness and I act on what He has given me, the illness will be healed.
Now as I have said above the bible is a record of God's spoken and revealed word, to humans throughout history. In the bible we see many examples of God and Christ revealing something to a person, who acted on it, and God's authority was with them.
During my initial years of walking with Christ by direct revelation, I witnessed people healed, directly through me obeying what Christ had shown me to do. When Christ led me into religion, He also led me to buy a bible. I started reading the bible, chapters at a time and was very inspired by the work the apostles, and could see in my own walk how Christ had used me in similar ways at times, to bring healing to people. I was so inspired in fact, that I thought I could just claim the work of the apostles as it was recorded and written, and use this to heal people.
This was the start of a painful but necessary lesson for me. I learnt very quickly that claiming what was written in the bible for healing doesn't work, unless Christ by His Spirit had revealed specifically to do that.
Christ taught me that the apostles only did what they were shown to do by His Holy Spirit, just as Jesus only did what God showed Him to do, just as when I had only done what Christ had shown me, His authority was with me.
Christ taught me that the written word of the bible was a record of His interaction with His servants, and that I was not to use the written word without His Spiritual leading, for if I did in healing or serving Him, His authority wasn't with me, as I was walking in knowledge, not revelation.
The Lamb's book of life
Christ taught me that just as the bible is a record of His dealings with others, my walk is being recorded in His book of life. He showed me that the chapter in the book of life for me, will record how I responded to His leading and teaching in my life here on earth, and He will use that record to judge me.
I have learnt in my walk with Christ, that He is the Word of God, the living Spiritual Word, and in Him does all authority dwell. If I use knowledge of the written word without direct leading from Christ, I am walking in my own understanding, and His authority won't be with me.
Christ has prompted me to use the written word at times in healing, but mostly He gives me insights and words of knowledge. This releases His will for me to act on, that is recorded in His book of life.
His servant Kevin
New Zealand
Added November 7, 2010
In the fall of 1988 my husband left me for another woman and l was left alone to raise my two daughters ages 2 and 12. I turned to the Lord and He drew closer to me than any human could ever have. In those days of great despair the Lord became my best friend, husband, father to my kids, confidant, defender, provider and comforter.
For thy Maker is thy husband; Jehovah of hosts is his name: and the Holy One of Israel is thy Redeemer; the God of the whole earth shall he be called. For Jehovah hath called thee as a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, even a wife of youth, when she is cast off, saith thy God. (Isaiah 54:5-6)
With the constant care and direction from the Lord many miracles also followed during this time of my life. As finances were very slim, I had to trust God for many of the very basic needs of life and He never failed me.
One of the miracles was how God returned my stolen car to me. During this time my sister-in-law and her two children had moved in with us to help share expenses. We had gone to the grocery store one evening and bought milk, diapers and a few other necessities. We then went to another store to see if we could find an inexpensive telephone as mine had quit working. We only had $10 left between us, and even though I had never before seen a phone sold for that little amount, I had a feeling we would be able to find one that we could afford. I knew that God said He would supply all our needs and this was a need. My oldest daughter had to baby sit the younger children a little while each day and needed a telephone in case of an emergency. As it happened the store we went into was no longer going to carry telephones and had them at close-out prices. We were able to get a $50 telephone for $7.
While we were leaving the store and praising the Lord for supplying our need we looked into the parking lot and could not find my car. It was gone. When realization hit me that someone had stolen the car a great joy from the Lord began to rise up within me, He gave me confidence that He was in control and I would not be without a car.
I had a sense of excited expectation--I knew that I was about to see a miracle. God was going to either bring my car back to me, or he would provide us with another car and would supply the needed the milk and food that had been in the car. It really didn't matter to me how He did it, we needed a car and we needed the groceries that were in it. Praise God, we knew it was coming our way.
When the police came they put the description of the car over the police radio and officers in the area began looking for the car. We rode with one of the officers and I shared with him that I believed the Lord was going bring the car back to us. The officer was being very nice and patient as he didn't want to discourage us too much, but he said the chances were very slim we would be able to recover the car. I told him not worry, God was in control.
I asked the officer what thieves did with the stolen cars. He said a lot of times they would break them down and sell them out as parts; they also could be used in a robbery before they are torn down. My sister-in-law and I immediately agreed together in prayer that the car belonged to the Lord and could not be used in any crime. I am sure the officer was thinking we were crazy by this time, but he seemed to be enjoying the change from the norm.
By this time the car had been missing for over an hour. The store we were at when the car was taken was at the edge of town and at a fork in the road between two highways leading out of town. The car could have been in the next county and in another town by this time.
A call came in over the radio saying the car had been found and pulled over just a mile from the store. It was on one of the highways headed back towards the grocery store. It turns out it was a professional car thief with a long record of such crimes. When they were caught, they told the police officer that when they saw the baby car seat in the back seat, they had an overwhelming feeling and HAD to return the car and they were on their way back to the store when the police pulled them over.
The car was in perfect shape and the groceries were fine. The milk was as cold if it had just come out of the refrigerator. The police officer knew he had just witnessed a miracle.
The Lord has been so precious to me over these past 22 years it would take a book to record all that He has done. He blessed me with a new husband in 1990, one who loves the Lord and wants to do His will. The Lord has taken us through many trails and tribulations that have brought us into a closer walk with Him, and these I am more thankful for than His supplying our temporal needs. The Lord has placed in us a deep desire to know Him and the power of His resurrection.
To God be the glory for all that He has done.
- Becky
North Carolina, USA
Becky's blog
March 9, 2009
This testimony is of the greatness of God and His ever-present and watchful care over us. It is meant only to glorify God and not meant in any way to suggest that I am more special to Him than any other child of His. I hope that it will promote peace and the knowledge of how safe we really are if we belong to Him.
One evening a friend of mine and our sons were leaving church (when I still attended church) and had decided to have a bite to eat before going home. The boys in the back seat voted for pizza and so we headed in that direction. This particular stretch of highway is a bit confusing and it was already dark. The highway is two lanes on both sides with a wide esplanade in the center. In addition the access roads on both sides are two-lane and two-way! I did not often drive this stretch of the highway and somehow became disoriented. I thought I was turning up the access road when in fact I had turned up on the highway and was headed directly into oncoming traffic. The traffic light ahead had just changed to green. Headed in our direction was a pickup truck and it just bolted from the intersection. Quickly I looked for a place to avoid a certain crash. On my right was the esplanade, but it dropped off shortly, and didn't seem safe; I feared that I might roll the car. Also there was a car in the other lane beside the pickup. With so little time to decide, and no real place to escape, I prepared for the worst. Suddenly the headlights of the pickup were right on us and the light was blinding! I closed my eyes and braced for the impact. Moments passed, I opened my eyes and checked the rear view mirror. To my astonishment, the tail lights of the pickup were in my mirror and we had not been hit! In some miraculous way God had suspended time, space, and dimension to save our lives. In the simplest way I know how to say it, the truck just went THROUGH us. My friend and I just looked at each other in amazement. "What just happened?" we said to each other. The boys in the back seat seemed completely unaware that anything had happened. The most wonderful peace filled us and the car. I have been in near misses before, as most of us have, and the adrenaline rush usually causes my joints to melt into jelly. But this time, just peace. We continued on for pizza and to this day I have no other explanation of how God did what He did. I have come to believe that the bright light was His presence and not so much the headlights of the truck. I also believe that our days are numbered in a way that we will leave not one day sooner than we are meant to. I have heard testimonies of too many others who faced certain death and were spared. In today's world, and all that may face us in the future, I hope that my little story will cause great trust and abundant faith in God. He is truly present every second of our lives and is our certain safety for all of our days.
- Cynthia
Texas, USA
February 19, 2007
In the spring of 2005 I was an extremely successful junior executive. I had been in the fast lane, and made a horrible amount of money very quickly (we had a $3/4 million home). I was wallowing in sin; boastful, prideful, scheming, carnal (as a man can be), a drunkard and absolutely miserable. When I reached a fifth of liquor a day for about six months straight I lost it one afternoon and "blew up" at my boss. I lost my job; we lost our house, our cars, and our savings - everything, in the quick, downward spiral that followed. The whole house of cards came down. I nearly lost my family too!
Over the next year I tried in vain to replace that job. I had interviews and hiring decisions that went on literally for months. I am pretty good at interviewing, but I never could land a professional job. The drinking was done for, but that was more circumstance, surroundings and money than anything else. I prayed sometimes, usually when I felt I might be close to landing something, or at other times when there was nothing in sight. I wanted a second chance, but did not see anything significant that I needed to change about myself. I knew that I had made some mistakes, but I blamed other people more than myself. I worked here and there, but not with any conviction or commitment.
My last interview was for a position in another city, six hours from my family. Getting the position would mean that I would be separated from them for at least six months since we did not have the money to move, or risk on another move. Things were pretty bleak by that point. If I did not land the job, then I would have no choice but to significantly modify my long term plans (career and finances).
The interview went very well I thought. On the drive back from the interview to where my family and I were living with my wife's parents, I was ecstatic. I just KNEW I had the job "in the bag." I was busy thinking about how I would replace the junker of a car I had, get a fancy "pad," start drinking again and how I would keep it all under wraps. After all, I had learned a thing or two after the last time, right?! Just to be safe, I prayed many times on the drive home that God would "get me that job."
You probably know what's coming - I did not get the job. It was devastating. No reason given, no words of advice, just "no thanks." I had no alternative but to go take whatever work I could find.
Something happened then. I don't want to write that I had a vision, or an epiphany, or a sudden flash, because those did not happen! I just gave up. I quit. I realized in the bleak way that failure tends to impart that I had...failed completely. All that I once had was gone. Every creature comfort I once had was a memory, along with all of the other sordid memories. There was nothing left but to focus on salvaging the love my family had for me, accept where I found myself as being what I deserved, and go forward. So, I took the first job I could find and for $8 an hour I performed clerical work. That was down from $150,000 a year as a rising star to be VP.
Over the next days and weeks, I turned back to God whole-heartily, without caveats, reservations, or agenda. I started to see all of the times that He had been with me and how blessed I had been. I saw how despicable I had been in my self-magnification, pride, arrogance, gluttony and covetous manipulations. I surrendered completely and totally and placed myself in God's hands. Once there, I simply pleaded with God to teach me, to use me, to take my life and use it for His will.
I found peace, and I began to learn. The Bible became understandable, and meaningful, and awesome. I began to see a rich tapestry of God's work and plan. I began to feel God's presence with me and guiding me.
Three months later, out of the clear blue I received a call. The employer in the city where I had applied wanted to offer me a job. It was for a different position than the one I interviewed for. Without any interviews! They asked me when I could start. The answer was simple, and I have been there ever since. And with God's help, my family will join me here this summer and we will continue rebuilding our lives with God's hand guiding us!
My wife has begun to accept God more, and my children look for God. The body of our family is quickening more and more... Recently my daughter told me at the conclusion of my prayer over our meal, "Daddy, you are my brother in God." She is seven. In that moment she helped me to understand my role and what a blessing she and her brother are!
It has been a year since I have had a drink. Not even a SIP of wine - nothing. I promised God I would NEVER drink again, and He has made it so easy not to; not a single craving. I am not making the money I used to, but am doing well. Well enough to unite my family and let my wife go back to school. It is enough; He provides!!
I wanted to pass on my history so you could pass it on to others as need be ~ Jesus never forsakes and patiently waits!
- Robert
Texas, USA
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