Dear Brothers & Sisters in Christ,

My name is Rose.  I’m here today to share with you my experienced of JESUS’s LOVE and HIS miracle in my personal life.

In year 2011, Martin my beloved husband, was diagnosed with tumor in his brain.  I  felt extremely sad, and lost.  I had even more reason to fear as,  in year 2008, his medical report showed his cancer cells was active.

I feared losing Martin terribly.  I was troubled  and confused.    I had nobody else to turn to except JESUS DIVINE MERCY.   HE was the only HOPE whom I trusted, hence I surrendered everything to HIM.  I believe that HE will lead me and guide me to find the best surgeon for Martin.

It was on Father’s Day,  the 19th June 2011,  when we were scheduled to meet our third surgeon for a third opinion for Martin.   I was unable to focus in Mass that Sunday as I had a multitude of worries that haunted my mind.

corpus-christiIn spite of that,  I did experience the true presence of JESUS during the consecration. The moment when Fr. Bernard Paul lifted up the host,  I saw JESUS’  face on the host itself.    Not believing my eyes,  I looked again carefully and true enough, it was  JESUS’  face very clearly imprinted in the host.

Wow….I thought to myself.   Seeing JESUS’ face, I felt HIS divine joy and a peace gushed all over me.   I felt the assurance of HIS appearance that I’m never alone for HE is always right beside me.   In that instant, my fears vanished.  It was the best moment of my life that I will never erase from my memory.  It is still very fresh and the vision of  Christ  is lives vividly, etched in my mind.

On the  3rd July 2011, (2 days before Martin’s admission for the surgery), Martin was on duty as an Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion.   He recalled the faith of the bleeding woman from Matthew 9:18,  whom, after touching JESUS’ cloak was healed of her sickness.  Likewise, as Martin was returning the ciborium, he touched the corporal in the ciborium and just asked for JESUS’ healing.

Magdalena Chin, my childhood friend and now our neighbor and BEC member, revealed to us that she felt touched and wept uncontrollably the very exact moment Martin was returning the ciborium into the tabernacle that Sunday.   It was 3 weeks later after Martin’s surgery then,  when Magdalena shared this with us without any prior knowledge of Martin’s action.  She felt assured that Martin was already healed that very instant.

Yes, indeed Martin was healed with clean medical report confirmed a benign tumor.  He is now as ‘healthy as a horse’ ! Praise the LORD,  AMEN !!

Furthermore,  I would like to share another two incidents that I had experienced and witnessed myself.

On one Sunday morning, I felt JESUS’ presence during the consecration in mass again.  Fr. Gerard Theraviam, a priest well-known known for his deep voice and dark complexion, was celebrating mass that Sunday.   The moment he uttered the Eucharistic Prayer, I saw Fr.GT  glowing.  He was dazzling white and sparkling bright.  I quickly blinked, thinking it was my eyes playing tricks on me but, when I looked again, the light remained and indeed, Fr. GT was shining and I knew JESUS was present during the consecration

Having seen this, I felt an even stronger and closer connection to JESUS.  I felt that JESUS was so near and real.  It comforted me to know that JESUS is present and not some distant ‘GOD’ that we pray for.   For me, there is no room for doubt now, only faith.  I am affirmed that HE is here, amongst us and that HE listens to us.  I felt an even deeper desire to praise and glorify HIM.   AMEN

Similarly, the other time I felt JESUS’ presence during the Eucharistic celebration when I was on duty as Extraordinary Minister.  After communion, I was returning the  ciborium into the tabernacle when I felt, to my surprise, the weight of the ciborium was as heavy as a baby !!                            

Again, it removes all doubt I had about the presence of JESUS in my life.


This Holy Thursday, 17th April 2014, I was intent on spending one hour in adoration instead of the hurried minutes I had spent in all the previous years. The ambience after mass was perfect when the lights were dimmed in the Church of Divine Mercy, Penang and the solemn voice of our parish priest, Father Martin came through, inviting all present to spend one hour with the Lord.

I didn’t really know what to do or say so I started with praise and thanksgiving for all the blessings I had received. To my dismay, that took me less than 5 minutes and I wondered what I was supposed to do with the remaining 55 minutes!

Then I remembered what I had learnt at the recent Oremus Catholic prayer program, so I invited Jesus to take over because I didn’t know what to do next. I closed my eyes in the stillness of the church and suddenly, a laughing Jesus was sitting in front of me holding both my hands!

I had never imagined Jesus in that light before. He took me through all the good moments in my life, some forgotten, some very impossible dreams I have had and how it was ALL realized. I had come to believe that these achievements were due to my efforts.

As He gazed at me, I saw His hand in every happy moment of my life. I felt so loved and I was amazed that I was so important to Him. It was as if the one purpose in His life was to make me happy. We were both laughing as we recalled the good times. I glanced at my watch – half an hour had gone by and I didn’t want this feel good moment to go.

Then he started to take me to the moments that were not so happy. I flinched, blocking out that phase. The only sorrow I allowed Him to show me was the death of my mother at a young age. Like a loving father, He did not force the other sad moments onto me.

He then asked me a strange question – ‘Why can’t you be your true self instead of mirroring the behavior of those around you?’ I did not understand this, so I asked Him to teach and guide me to be the person that He wanted me to be.

Jesus than asked me another question using these exact words, “Will you carry my light for all to see?” I was almost groaning up to the point he said ‘carry’ because I had always associated ‘carry’ with the cross and I really wasn’t prepared to do anything difficult. I don’t remember replying to His request because I was focused on the cross.

Soon it was time for Him to go to Gesthamane. I asked His permission to spend the hour of prayer with Him and He said, “Yes”.

What happened next is beyond my wildest imagination. There is no way that I could have forced this scene on my own without the stroke of the Master story-teller Himself.

At the end of that hour, I realized that I was no longer in that particular spot with Him. Instead I found myself with a group of people outside. I saw myself pointing Jesus out to them. At that horrendous moment, I realized that it wasn’t Judas but I who had betrayed Him in the garden of Gesthamane!

My heart was beating fast and I realized that my one hour of adoration was up. I quickly went out of the church as I felt I had to speak to Father Martin or someone about what had happened to me. He was with my sister and a few others who were all intrigued with the newly renovated grotto. I convinced myself that they would think I was a fanatical fruitcake, so I joined them in admiring the new waterfall and pond. Looking back, this behavior had what prompted Jesus to ask the very first question He had put to me!

When I returned home, I kept playing the experience in my mind and then promptly fell asleep. The next morning as I was praying, the scene kept flashing again. I quickly jotted it down, lest I forget or distort any part of it. I was still in state of heightened awareness of my experience. I shared it with my children, but the words didn’t quite come out the way I wanted it to as I had difficulty controlling my emotions and my tears.

I promised myself that I would write it out and share it with others, but a little voice kept creeping in trying to convince me that not only will they be skeptical but they will also think that I had a vivid imagination and nothing else.

I fought this conflicting urges for 12 days. Today, Tuesday, the 29th April I received an unexpected phone call from a woman I have never met or talked to. For over 2 years, I have been helping people write testimonies for the Chapel of Immaculate Conception in Sungai Batu. I wanted badly to write the powerful story of healing of Diane’s daughter. We had communicated via SMS for appointments to meet or talk over the phone but it kept on being postponed.

Diane’s call without prior notice was a surprise indeed and she herself could not explain why she chose to call. We talked for a long time. I was balancing my phone and frantically jotting down her spiritual journey when she suddenly quoted Matthew 5:14-16. I froze immediately and then blurted out in disbelief, “Why are you telling me this?”

Diane was taken aback, so I related to her what I had experienced on Holy Thursday.

‘You are the light of the world. A city built on a mountain cannot be hidden. No one lights a lamp and covers it;instead it is put on a lampstand, where it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way your light must shine before others, so that they may see the good you do and praise your Father in heaven.’ Matthew 5:14-16

After getting a direct hit from the Lord himself, I sat down and wrote out this testimony so that ‘it can give light to everyone’. God bless

I went for this healing Mass for women on 13th March 2014 at CDM, Penang, with kind of reluctance because I was too tired from work but my mom was looking forward to it. Just as the Praise & Worship started I felt all my tiredness and weariness just left me. I must continue to pray Persistently & Patiently with God’s answer as said by Fr Martin Arlando. Fr Martin asked us to pray along with him ofa most beautiful prayer and in the midst of saying the prayer, Jesus spoke to me saying that all that I’ve been praying for especially for my two sons, husband and others will be well and answered. I cried for He was speaking to me so clearly. It was the most beautiful experience with my Saviour who loves me so much despite my weakness and brokenness! I love Him!
I cried in the night when I was preparing to sleep recalling the beautiful moment when Jesus spoke to me. I didn’t want to sleep for fear of losing the feeling of real peace and happiness that enthralls me now from the experience. Waking up next morning I found all of it disappeared with the hustle and bustle of this temporal world but Jesus’ message was still clearly ringing in my ears and mind that is “Persistent in Prayer & Perseverance”

Praise be Jesus. Jesus I Trust in You. Amen

I had been suffering from backache for some years and in 2012, an unbearable burning pain progressed to my hips, thigh and knee which rendered me incapable of getting out of bed or to walk normally.

I was admitted to hospital and treated for pain without any improvement and after 5 days, I was discharged without finding out the cause of my problem. In January 2013, I sought a second opinion where an MRI revealed osteoarthritis with nerve compression and was again treated. The pain and burning sensation continued and I could not stand for longer than 10 minutes at a time.

Friends from church visited to pray bringing holy water from Lourdes and dried rose petals from the Chapel of the Immaculate Conception, Sungai Batu. For three days, I prayed and drank the holy water and water mixed with the rose petals while applying it to my troubled areas. Amidst all these actions, I began to sense that ‘something’ was happening to me soon after.

The following day, as I have been doing for the past 10 years, I prayed the Divine Mercy chaplet at 3pm. As I completed the prayer, I stood up for a few minutes to say St Faustina’s prayer, ‘At the feet of Christ in the Eucharist’. I uttered to the Lord that I will come into His presence and closed my eyes. At that very moment, I heard the Lord say, “My child, you are healed.” The voice was clear, audible and very, very real. I fell onto the edge of the bed.

As I was resting there in the Spirit, the Lord said, “Give praise to me always and say my prayer without fail.” He then told me that my neighbour, in hospital undergoing a caesarean section for premature labour and for whom I had been praying, was going to be fine.

I opened my eyes and prayed a special prayer, ‘To Mother of God’ and then started singing. All of a sudden, I was standing and I could put my leg forward! I actually walked out of my room to the alter without any effort, where I continued to praise and thank God.

With joy in my heart, I called my family and friends to share the good news of my healing. I gladly fulfilled the vow I made to Our Blessed Mother for her intercession by taking a bouquet of roses to the chapel in Sungai Batu. I thank our Lord for his powerful healing hands over me as I continue to be faithful in prayers to the Divine Mercy.

Parish: Church of Divine Mercy (Penang)

I was admitted to Island Hospital for a week with a Urinary Tract Infection. During my stay in hospital I met a family (mother and son) from Indonesia who were across the room from mine. The son, Hendrick was very sick and every day from 4pm his temperature spiked and he would shiver uncontrollably while complaining of pain all over. Samples taken from his spinal cord showed that his white cell count was very high and his mother was told that one of his organs was swollen.

Hendrick’s mother kept asking around for a Catholic. A nun had prayed over him at the airport in Indonesia when he had difficulty sitting up and told them that he would be well after being prayed over in Penang.

I was not yet a Catholic as I was still attending RCIA. When my husband came to see me we read the bible and prayed. During that time, we were encouraged to read the gospel of Mark, reflect and share our experience.

When my husband saw Hendrick’s mother outside my room looking inside, he asked me about her. I told him about her very sick son and that she was looking for a Catholic to pray over him. It then dawned on me that my husband was a Catholic, newly baptised just 8 months ago.

My husband asked the woman whether she wanted someone to pray over her son and she immediately responded ‘yes’. He asked her to start praying in his room while he tried to contact his Alpha prayer group friends. All of them were unavailable.

My husband was disappointed to go back on his promise. I offered to help him out, so with a faithful and determined heart, he went over and prayed over Hendrick. He just asked God to use his hands as His instrument to heal this youth and that the doctors will be able to diagnose his illness. We concluded our prayer with Our Lord’s prayer, Hail Mary and Glory Be.

We then went back to our room and continued to pray very hard, begging for God’s mercy. About 15 to 20 minute later, Hendrick’s mother rushed to our room asking for my husband’s name card. When we asked why, she said that her son was healed! We were dumbfounded and asked her, “How do you know?”

She said, “His fever and pain is gone and his sweat is trickling out of his body.” My husband went over to Hendrick’s room and saw a smiling youth sitting on his bed and happily wiping his sweat. It was the same person who was unable to sit up on his bed! Still in a state of shock he returned to my room and asked if I believed in all that had happened and I responded, “Yes, I believe.”

I was discharged on 19/12/11 and Hendrick on the 26/12/11 after he was diagnosed with a bacterial infection. On Christmas Eve, we brought him, wearing pyjamas with a needle still in his hand to OLS for mass. He was very excited as it was his first time attending mass and his mother was happy that he could sit for hours without pain. (They are Taoist)

I believe the Lord is telling me that ‘He can do anything if I believe in Him’. I also believe that it is through his mother’s love and faith that he was healed.

Place: Island Hospital (Penang)