" My doctor told me my ovary would not produce anymore eggs due to me going through premature menopause. My husband and I so desperately desired to have a baby. We asked our Pastors and Elders to pray with us, and they did. We stood on God’s Word and prayer for months. God performed a miracle, my ovary produced one good egg and was fertilized by my husband through the doctors and placed into my womb. Much to the amazement of all the doctors and nurses, who were telling us that we shouldn’t get our hopes up because it probably wouldn’t work, we now enjoy our miracle baby boy who is now two years old!!! We serve and awesome God!!!" ~ T.B.
" In 1994 I discovered that I had a pilonidal cyst on my tailbone. I suffered for years and finally had surgery to remove the cyst. After surgery the cyst grew back larger than before. I suffered many more years afterward with a great deal of pain and discomfort, not wanting to go through another surgery. While attending the Healing Clinic on Sunday evening service, as I was worshipping God, Jesus healed me and my cyst was gone!!! It has been many months and I am still healed and whole in Jesus Name!!" ~ J.M.
" I was diagnosed with restless leg syndrome – after years of torment with my legs, Pastor Julie laid hands on my legs and they were healed!!! Praise God!" ~ C.M.
" Aug. 2004, the Lord healed me of a pulmonary emboli (blood clot in the lung), and a blood clotting disorder. Our church prayed and God answered, I am now healed and free." ~ T.B.
" I was healed of oppression, depression, and suicidal thoughts when I first came to Church on the Move! God set me free!" ~ K.B.
"July 1976, I accepted & proclaimed Jesus is my Lord & King, that my body and life is His to do as He desires.
The Summer of 1981, I was in a traffic accident. While responding to a call I was cut off by a vehicle and I had one of two choices: hit the vehicle full of people, or hit a parked truck. I chose the truck and hit it head on. This jammed the doors shut, put part of the engine in the passengers seat, pushing the steering wheel to the back of the driver's seat. My seat belt was still buckled and I found myself standing on the curb next to a palm tree, as I watched the squad respond code 3. When they saw my vehicle, they stopped their lights and siren and just drove up, expecting to find a dead body because of the looks of the crash.
No one knew, or could explain, how I got out of the vehicle, and my only injury was that I bit my upper lip.
At approximately 7:30 am, Sunday morning on July 1986, I was in another accident, broadsided by a drunk driver. My unit was bent into a horseshoe, after which the female driver careened off me and traveled to a vacant lot and hit the corner of a house on the third lot. Highway patrol accident investigation report stated that I had called it in, and was assisting the other driver. The DUI driver's speed at impact was 85 to 90 mph with no skid marks to indicate breaking. I can't recall anything other than being hit and helping her. I found myself at her car door assisting her until paramedics arrived. I rode to the hospital in the passenger seat of the emergency squad. At the hospital, I sat in the squad room for approximately 4 hours, and finally approached an ER doctor and asked "what about me?". He asked who I was and I told him I was the Deputy that the driver tried to run over.
The ER Dr. had me sit on a table and touch my nose with my fingers, then stand up straight, bend over, and touch my toes. He then wrote out a slip to report to my Dr. in three days before returning to work. I went to my Dr. and he asked as soon as I walked in, "what happened to you?", I told him and he sent me to the hospital for head and neck x-rays, and then I was to return back to his office. When I walked in he said, "you shouldn't be conscious, you have a severe concussion, broken neck, two ruptured discs, and one collapsed disc". The break in my neck was a vertical break of one vertebrae and the one ruptured disc had actually exploded with fragments in the surrounding muscle tissue. I was sent home in a cervical collar and morphine. I then had more x-rays, MRI's, and cat scans of head, neck, lower back, and left shoulder. In addition to neck injuries, my lower back had two ruptured disc, two collapsed and one bulging. I had also torn my rotaterscuff. After months of treatment and therapy, (being told the pain was equal to a woman giving birth with no painkillers), the diagnosis was I would be in a wheelchair in ten years.
In September 2003 a young lady, (latter to become my wife), asked me if I would go to church with her, and I did. On September 14, 2003 I went to church and during worship a very anointed lady was playing her violin when my spine started popping. I poked Billie, (the lady who became my wife), and asked her if she had heard it. It was like someone running their fingers across a piano from the top of my spine to the bottom. I was Healed!!!
Between September 2003 to March 2004 I was still having pain, so the VA clinic did a nuclear bone scan and all my discs, ligaments, and tendons throughout my body were normal and healthy. They could not figure out the specific pain and right leg numbness. Due the extreme pain, in March 2004 I walked into the VA clinic with no appointment. I was then told by the doctor that nothing could be done, but that if my leg went completely numb get to VA hospital and they would have to remove my leg.
I left the VA clinic and while walking to my truck, I was getting madder with each step. By the time I reached my truck, (with the pain), I was madder than a wet hen, and I took my fist and punched the dashboard and said, "Lord, you healed me September 14th, 2003 from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet, this is Your body, and I know You don't want this body hopping around on one foot. Satan, get your hands off of this body, and out of my life, this is the Lord's body, and in the name of Jesus I rebuke you. Jesus is my Lord, and I am healed. I started the truck and drove home.
I went to bed that night and the pain was super intense. I just started thanking Jesus, and the fell asleep. I woke up the next morning pain free and have had divine health ever since. I am not in a wheelchair, and I still have both my legs!!" ~ B.S.