I would like to share my experience of the benefit of attending BEC. I am from BEC St. Mark 1.
In June 2014, I had a rude shock when my 12 year old daughter went into depression, she was bullied in school and isolated by her teachers, and she felt as if no one loves her. She was afraid of being herself in crowd. She didn’t want to mix with anyone. She lost her self-esteem. She would cling to us, parents and the more I try to help her, the more depressed I became and slowly, I started to feel helpless. While at a BEC meet, reflection paper meet. I shared the problem at hand. The feedback I received from all those who attended the meet, was overwhelming. I felt as though I was surrounded by my family members to comfort us, the whole family.
The true meaning of BEC was revealed during that moment. The BEC leader’s wife sacrificed a souvenir (a rosary) for my daughter so that she could have something to cling onto in school in case she needs assurance of divine intervention. All the love showered, during that period of time made my daughter respond “Mommy I don’t care if my friends and teachers don’t like me or don’t want me because I have such a big family who cares and love me so much”. And since, she is stronger and went through her UPSR with ease and was able to mingle in church and serve as Altar Server.
This is the benefit of BEC – Family! These people in BEC are the nearest family in times of need. Join your BEC, make yourself present and experience the love as you share your love for people.
Occasion where healing / miracle took place
At Healing Mass on 30 AUG 2014 at 10.00 a.m.
This morning, a loving couple fetched my wife Suzanne, daughter Mary and me for the Healing Mass at the CDM as we, like most people, needed healing. Immediately after Fr. Martin anointed Suzanne and me, we felt a great emotional feeling which was difficult to describe. And when Fr. Martin handed Suzanne the gift of the Divine Mercy in a frame, she just burst out in tears feeling that her prayers would be answered by the Lord! Praise and thank the merciful Lord!
Written on Saturday, August 30th 2014
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.
In 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