Healing at the hospital

Last Sunday we visited a church in California and heard a man share this testimony. Get encouraged.

He and his friends were out evangelizing. At 10:30 pm, they were tired and getting ready to go home when the Holy Spirit spoke to him about a certain sick woman at the hospital. The Holy Spirit gave him clear description and told him to go look for her at the hospital and pray for her. He tried to reason with God giving different reasons why that might not be a good idea. The Holy Spirit persisted and he surrendered. He was able to convince his friends to go with him. When they reached the hospital, they looked for someone that fit the description that was given him but there wasn’t anyone. They then went to the emergency and asked if ‘anyone’ there ‘was sick’!!!! Well, of course they were all sick! A few asked for prayer and his friends started to pray for them. He walked outside the doors looking for the woman who fit the description the Holy Spirit had given him. The ambulance was just pulling in and the medical personnel were helping out a woman who fit the exact description the Holy Spirit had told him! He approached her immediately. She was having so much pain in her abdomen. He proceeded to tell her that God had sent him there to pray for her. The nurses told him that he would have to wait until they got her in the room and then he could come in. He then joined them in the room. With everyone there, he laid his hands on her and the woman (a demon in her)began to manifest. He said that he realized that the demon had to go out of that woman soon or he and his friends would be the ones thrown out of the room. He commanded that demon to come out in Jesus’ name and it did. He then asked the woman about her pain and she said she no longer had pain! He went on to tell the woman that she needed to be saved or otherwise the demon would come back with stronger ones making her worse. The woman was so ready to get saved so he shared the gospel and led her to Christ. Then he prayed for her to be filled with the Holy Spirit and she was filled! 

Praise be to God!



In our family devotions, we had been praying for a ride-on mower as we have a large space to mow. We looked up their prices and they were $1500. So we, prayed and the children prayed. Well, two days ago, a couple we met last week Sunday (not this previous Sunday but the one before) came over to our home bringing a ride on mower and a push one. They said we could use them for the summer and that if we have any problems with them to just call them! Praise God!! Isn’t He faithful!
The Sunday we met this couple, we were visiting a church we had not attended before. The Lord had laid it upon Pitana’s heart to go to this church. While eating breakfast before the service (this is what that church does), we sat across this couple. We began to talk. Before they left, they handed us a check just to bless us! Praise be to God. He is a wonderful provider!
When we first arrived here for this mission trip. We were praying for provision. Sure we had a house to live in, but we still needed food and other things. God gave us a certain figure (dollar amount) and said, He would always give us that amount each month. And month after month, He has not failed! He has restrained us from fundraising telling us that He is the one we work for, therefore, He will be faithful to take care of us.

We hope you are encouraged. God is still at work.
Be blessed,



Over the past year God has been leading me through a process of healing…healing deep wounds from my past, and healing me physically from chronic fatigue and fibromyalgia and IBS.
I’ve been annointed with oil and prayed over, and received Jesus true love! The love that truly casts out all fears! I was delivered from my fear of man! Praise God!

Next God asked me to do a 21 day fast and prayer. I had never done one before, but God assured me He would give me strength to still care for my family. It was a crazy thing to do as I already have FM and CFS, and I get very low blood sugar when I dont eat on time.
But, since God is amazing, and He created my body, He took over as I surrendered!
He gave me extra joy, extra strength, and worked in me His healing! I was amazed that “the joy of the Lord was my strength!” I was finally in a place where I could fully receive His blessings of real joy in trials!
On the 10th day of my fast, after feeling no ill effects for a few days (like low blood sugar, irritability, pain, headaches, migraines) I went to pray, and God told me I was healed! He had taken up all of my sickness and infirmities on the cross, and because of my faithfulness in fasting and prayer, He had heard my cries of suffering, and He poured out His grace and mercy! I was finally healed of my FM and CFS!!! Wow!!!
I must continue to be faithful in putting God first each day, and He promises to meet me and give me strength for each day.

Love, K. (from BC, Canada)



We trust that you are all well.
Just wanted to encourage you all with more of what God is doing.
This past Tuesday, we were heading to our van after the Tuesday prayer meeting at church, when the Holy Spirit instructed me to go and join a women’s prayer meeting that was going on in another room at the church. After confirming with Pitana, I excused myself from my family and went to join the ladies asking them if I ‘can join you for an hour?’
So I joined them not really knowing what God had in mind but just obeying. As soon as I sat down, the conversation changed and they turned to me asking me a question.
The previous Tuesday the group had joined the general prayer meeting we have in the auditorium. Pitana had shared the Word on the Holy Spirit. We then asked if anyone wanted to receive the Holy Spirit. No one stepped forward. We closed the prayer meeting and the ladies returned to their meeting in another room. A few of them repented for not obeying the leading of God as they knew they needed to receive the Holy Spirit but hesitated.
So when I joined their group I was asked to explain more about the Holy Spirit. One woman said, ‘when I hear you talk about the Holy Spirit, I know I want Him, can you tell me more?’ So I expounded on what Pitana had shared the previous Tuesday and shared my testimony as well. One of the women was in tears. In brief, 5 women stepped up for prayer to receive the Holy Spirit. God was gracious to grant me word of knowledge for a couple of the ladies (things I would not have known since I didn’t know the ladies). Tears were shed as we all enjoyed God’s presence in that room. The hour was up and I asked the ladies to pray for me too and they blessed me.
If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him!” Luke 11:13
Now when the apostles who were at Jerusalem heard that Samaria had received the word of God, they sent Peter and John to them, who, when they had come down, prayed for them that they might receive the Holy Spirit. For as yet He had fallen upon none of them. They had only been baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus. Then they laid hands on them, and they received the Holy Spirit. Acts 8:14-17
And it happened, while Apollos was at Corinth, that Paul, having passed through the upper regions, came to Ephesus. And finding some disciples he said to them, “Did you receive the Holy Spirit when you believed?”
So they said to him, “We have not so much as heard whether there is a Holy Spirit.”
And he said to them, “Into what then were you baptized?”
So they said, “Into John’s baptism.”
Then Paul said, “John indeed baptized with a baptism of repentance, saying to the people that they should believe on Him who would come after him, that is, on Christ Jesus.”
When they heard this, they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus. And when Paul had laid hands on them, the Holy Spirit came upon them, and they spoke with tongues and prophesied. Now the men were about twelve in all. Acts 19:1-7
If you yourself have not yet receive the Holy Spirit, you can. Remember ‘the kingdom of God is not eating and drinking, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.’ Romans 14:17
We love you.
In Christ,
Pitana and Nadia

Nadia’s testimony


The Lord reached down and saved me in March, 2002.

Back then I was a muslim, praying 5 times a day and fasting during ramadan. I dressed fully like a muslim and did my best to keep their rules.
My search began in 1994 in Rwanda (Africa) where I was born. During the 1994 Rwandan genocide, with all the killings, shootings and bombing going on, I was much afraid. I sought comfort in prayer but since as a muslim I was to only pray in Arabic (a language I didn’t know- I was taught prayers that I memorized and prayed over and over), I didn’t know any prayer that related to my situation. What was I to do? Frustrated I cried out to God looking up to heaven and saying If you made me and caused me to be born in Rwanda and to only speak in Rwandese, then why can’t you hear me in my language. Did you create me yet you can’t understand my language? So I proceeded to express my fears to God looking up and talking in my language (breaking the rules of Islam I had been taught) but trusting that if God truly made me then, He would hear my cry and understand what I was saying. Instantly I heard in my native tongue,’You shall not die.’ Peace and comfort flooded my heart- I was then 11 years old. The shootings, bombing and killings didn’t stop. I would later face many near death experiences including a bomb being thrown on the roof under which we were sitting and a gun being pointed to my face. But in all these and other instances, the words ‘you will not die’ rang over and over again in my head giving me assurance that could not be understood.
In brief, my family and I made through the genocide.
In returning to the city where I was born and driving through the villages. We passed by some dead bodies. I remember thinking, ‘there must be a reason why I am alive. There must be a reason why God had spared me from death.’ I didn’t really know what that reason was, but I was very much convinced that there was a reason why I was still breathing while others lay on the sides of the streets breathless.
Fast forward. My family and I later immigrated to Canada. Life in Canada as an immigrant was not easy to say the least. New culture, schooling, peer pressure, loneliness etc. all hit me hard. Depression (though I didn’t know then what depression was) set in. I became suicidal, spending many hours and days in despair and contemplating which way would be best for me to use to end my life.
In this time, my brothers got into drugs and crime and I no longer felt safe at home. My dad had to work many many hours as an immigrant just to put food on the table. He would be home for only a few hours to sleep. Seeing the burden and hardship upon him, I didn’t want to add to my father’s full plate with my struggles. So I tried to hold things together, at least on the outside. Seeking escape, I took up dancing and going to night clubs. Being home at night by myself was then not safe (due to my brothers’ involvement in fightings etc), so I reasoned, ‘I will at least be safe in the night clubs.’ When I was not in school, I found refuge at friends’ homes. It is also in my friends’ homes that I would eat. (My dad would work hard and buy food in bulk that was supposed to last a month, but while I was at school, my brothers and their group friends would sweep through the kitchen, consuming all! Often, I would decide not to mention it to my father who was already over working. So often, I went to school on an empty stomach and not having anything for lunch. But God is awesome. He gave me good friends whose families took me in – I will always be grateful! One of my friends often bought me lunch at school while the other always welcomed me to her home for dinners (all of this took place without me ever letting them know that I was in need – but I think God allowed their families to see my needs). One of my friend’s family would even buy me bus tickets to get me to their home and return me home everyday. They would include me in their family budget! Thank you Lord! It is in this home that I would spend nights in, especially the nights that I needed to study for tests and needed to have time to concentrate (the family had given me a room etc. may God remember them for good in Jesus’ name).
A friend that I started going dancing with came from a christian home. Her mother would tell us that after we were done with our parties, she still expected us in church the next day. In wanting not to lose our privilege of having parties, we would all roll out of bed the next day and present ourselves at church. The mother began to have many sit down talks with me and she would listen to me share what is going on in my life (being the only adult that I would confide in) then she would pray for me. She had found out that I liked chocolate, so in her home, she would often hide away chocolate chip cookies and pull them out for me when it was time for us to sit down and talk. She then gave me a small Bible of psalms and new testament.
One night I was at home in my room and too afraid to sleep. At this time, I had seen a person show up at my home with knife. There would be fights outside the house. A person ran through the home with police chasing him. And once, the police busted my bedroom door open waking me up with guns pointed at me in search of someone. With my dad having to work extra long hours and multiple jobs to provide for us, I was left with no refuge when I was at home. So on this particular night, fear and thoughts of what could possibly go wrong in my home were keeping me awake. It is then that I looked across the room and my eyes landed on the Bible that my friend’s mother had given me. After fighting some thoughts of hesitance, I thought ‘what do I have to lose?’ So I reached for the Bible and began to read psalms. What I remember next is waking up in the morning. I was surprised when I woke up. I had not rested like that for a long time! There was a peace in me. I didn’t think much about it so I went on with the day. The night came and again I was terrified to be at home alone. All the sudden I remembered ‘wait a minute, last night I read that Bible and I slept well, let me try it again.’ So I did and slept well again! So for the nights that followed, the Bible became my sleeping pill!
What I didn’t realize then was that ‘faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word of God.’So, faith began to be built in my heart. I started to desire to be in church, bible studies and youth groups. I read a lot of psalms and was wonderfully surprised to read of how David would talk to God. He talked to God about his emotions and about everything! Something I had always desired! To this day, I still pour my heart out to God. When I am joyful, I praise Him loudly, sometimes shouting and dancing around. When I am sad, I weep and cry like one mourning. My God understands. Jesus was human, so he understands my humanity.
A few months after, I felt an impression to go to Ottawa ON, to visit a friend. After my father gave me permission, I boarded the greyhound bus. During this 7 hour trip I remember thinking and writing down in my journal that ‘I don’t know what is going to happen on this trip but I know that I’ll never be the same.’ Sure enough, I was never the same after that trip!
On the day I was to return, my friend’s father, who is a pastor and whose house I was staying in, invited me to stay for the prayer meeting they were going to have that night. I felt such a pull to attend that prayer meeting that I changed my travel plans.
The prayer meeting began and a certain man came in and sat next to me. He did not greet me or say anything which I thought was rude. We began to sing songs, and the ‘rude’ man next me began to worship God in songs like no one I had ever known before. I desired such worship! I thought to myself ‘he is rude but he sings to God in such a way I have not seen before!’ His worship was intimate and he gained my respect. At the end of the meeting, he said to me ‘are you saved?’ I said ‘yes, of course I am saved!’ He said ‘when did you get saved?’ I replied, ‘I have been going to church for a few months now.’ In those months I had been going to church, no one had told me I needed to be saved. I thought that my duty was to make sure I went to church and be good- so I thought this is what he meant when he asked if I was saved. I think the Spirit of God moved him. He then asked if he could pray with me. Having gained respect for him, I said ‘yes of course.’ He said, ‘repeat after me.’ So he led me in prayer of repentance and confessing that I believed Jesus had died on the cross and God raised Him on the third day and confessing Jesus as my lord. With all my heart I believed every word that I prayed after him. And when we were done I cried uncontrollably saying over and over in my native language, ‘I am taken out of the midst of the dead into the living.’ (not even knowing the scriptures that pertain to this!) People tried to console me but I could not be consoled. For the following hour and half, I cried, tears of gratitude and awe of God’s mercy in saving me. I didn’t know the doctrines, but that day I knew and knew I was forgiven and spared from hell. After much weeping, peace and joy unspeakable flooded my heart. I was a ‘new person!’ The transformation was obvious to those around.
The following day was Sunday. Oh, how I worshiped God that day! Now I was experiencing the kind of worship I had only been able to observe the night before.
The following week while back in Hamilton, ON where I lived, I went to a prayer meeting of the church I was then attending. After the meeting, the pastor and his wife were praying for someone to receive the Holy Spirit (something I didn’t know then). There was some frustration as the person they were praying for was not able to speak in tongues as they were all expecting. Desiring to continue my time of worship, I went towards the back and walked back and forth singing ‘I sing praises to your name.’ As I continued to worship, all the sudden I felt such warmth and began to speak in another tongue! Those in front turned in surprise that, that which they were praying for was now happening to me!
That day the Lord baptized me with ‘the Holy Spirit and with fire!’
And His fire still burns within me.
Glory be to God and my Savior Jesus Christ!

Nadia Mutana

Ministry Updates

Recent Prayer Rally

Hello Brothers and Sisters,

It’s with great joy we write informing you the wonderful work God did here during the Prayer Rally on the weekend!

We thank you all for your prayers. Thank you for laboring with us!

Being new here, we trusted God to put the rally together. We prayed that He brings us those He wanted to work with us and He did. When it came to the worship team, God amazed us. He brought together men from different places. Men who didn’t know each other and who had never played together. They gathered to practice a couple of hours before the rally began! God granted unity and His Spirit led. The worship was amazing. We could have just stayed there. You just had to be there to know what I am saying.
I had an issue that had been weighing heavy on me for a couple of days, but as we worshiped I cried unto the Lord and He lifted the burden away. Praise God!
God even gave us a wonderful kitchen team that served dessert on Friday and lunch to many hungry people on Saturday!

I led in prayer and Pitana ministered on the Word. We had no program except to follow the leading of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit would say, ‘Give the mic. to so and so to pray or I have given him something I want him to share and I would obey.’ God was so faithful to lead us.
People gathered from different religious background. Some baptist, Pentecostal, non denominational, assemblies of God etc. All under one roof. All hungry for God!!


Different pastors came and other ministry leaders. It was amazing!
One Pastor came forward, knelt down crying out to God to restore his first love and to heal him!
God filled some with the Holy Spirit. He healed the sick. One lady stood to testify: she had come with pain in her hip and feet but as Pitana was sharing the Word, pain left her.
God also delivered the oppressed. An older man shared his testimony at the prayer meeting on sunday evening about how God had set him free from bondages that he had from childhood. His wife who does not usually attend the prayer meeting had accompanied him having seen the work God had done in her husband at the rally!
An older lady told us that she was about to give up, what she was seeing in church was unbearable, but God had given her hope during the prayer rally. She was very joyful.
Many testified how much lighter they were. The joy of being in His presence was so evident as many lingered around to soak it all in until we needed to lock the doors.
A 7 year old boy came forward crying in repentance. He later testified that the chains that were around him were gone. He usually ate gluten free bread but that day he ate regular bread and had no problem. The next day as he was eating regular bread I exclaimed and he answered, ‘hey! my chains are gone!’

Our children helped minister in songs and God used it to touch His people in a way that Pitana and I couldn’t!

The testimonies are still coming in and we are all in awe of God. He is such a good God!
We give Him all the glory!

We love you and appreciate your prayers,

Pitana & Nadia