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Judy's Testimony

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   I was born in the middle 50's in Southern China, province of Guangdong. My father was a civil servant. The first time I heard about God was out of a very bad situation: In 1981 my mother was diagnosed with cancer. That was terrible news for all my family and myself. My mother told me: "If God wants me to go I will be happy to go?". I said: "what do you mean God wants you to go? What God are you talking about?" I had been taught in school that there was no God and man was the answer to everything. I found out then that my mother was a secret believer and, as a child, she had been raised in a Christian home. To protect my father, she had never told us about her belief. From that moment on, I found myself talking to God and reasoning with Him. I would say: " God, if You want my mother to go to heaven I have nothing to say but, my family needs her, don't let her go?". I did not know anything about prayer but after I said those words I felt peace (just like something coming down upon me). Somehow I knew my mother would find healing. She had a very serious type of cancer. It turned out that four fifths of her stomach had to be removed plus part of her bladder. Today, after almost 20 years she is still alive and eats normal food. A real miracle. Even the doctor that operated her could not believe it when he saw her five years later: he looked so surprised to see her as if she was not supposed to be alive.

   So my life went on and I got married. My search for God and the Truth continued. My husband had to leave to pursue his studies in the USA. When he left he promised that he would make arrangements for me to join him as soon as possible. It turned out to be much harder than he thought. I approached the Consulate for a visa eight times without success. My husband did what he could, sending letters of recommendation from teachers and calling for the intercession of some Senators friends of his cousin. Still I was refused. Again I was facing a very desperate situation. I was separated from my husband for three and a half years and tried everything that was humanly possible. By this time I was reading the Bible and attending Bible studies with one of the few Christian churches allowed to be open in China at that time. The pastor was a woman. I had learned from a testimony written by a Chinese Christian in the Philippines how to hear from the Lord, how to use the Bible to find specific solutions and answers. I knew that God would answer my prayer just like He did for the healing of my mother. But I did not know how He would do it now. So I kept praying while I tried everything. One day after praying I was led to open my Bible and it open right on Mark 16:17 "And these signs shall follow them that believe..". Actually, the Chinese version is worded a little bit different from English and literally says that "if you believe in miracles, miracles will follow you". So I said: "Oh God, I believe. I want to see this miracle happen to me". Every time I read the Bible I would ask God what He was trying to show me, just like I had learned. In the beginning I had doubts of how could the Bible show people what to do. That day, after prayer, when I opened up my Bible it felt on Genesis chapter 12 and I read on verse 1: "Now the LORD had said unto Abram, Get out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will show you". Somehow I knew that He was talking right to me and I felt confident that I would end up being reunited with my husband.

   Meanwhile, I had applied for a Visa to the Bahamas trying to find a shortcut to my situation. I actually paid half the price in advance and ended up losing the money which was so hard to get in China of those days. My husband kept saying to just go to the Consulate and apply again, that he would send me some more letters of recommendation. By this time I was convinced that God would have to do a miracle and in that case He would not need any help. One morning I read from Luke 12:11-12: "And when they bring you [before] magistrates, and powers, take ye no thought how or what thing ye shall answer, or what ye shall say, for the Holy Ghost shall teach you in the same hour what ye ought to say". So, I jumped out of bed and, as I start to get ready to go to the Consulate, somehow I knew this was the day the Lord would do the miracle. I rushed to the Consulate to find out that the place was so crowded they were only accepting new applications. Since I did not bring any new elements to add to my file, the man at the entrance would not even let me in at the front door, but I was determined: After half-hour, seing my insistance, he finally conceded. I set down in the Consulate waiting to be called for an interview. During lunch break I went out to a park to pray. That day I prayed myself up to date! I must have looked pretty strange praying as I sat there on that bench - a person passing by, thinking that I was in trouble, came to convince me not to commit suicide. After I assured him I was not about to do such a thing, I went back to the Consulate and waited to be called for my interview. The hours went by and the office was about to close. I was still sitting there waiting for my interview. Someone came to ask me what I was still doing there and informed me that, from over one hundred processes held that day, only one had been granted a visa. Besides, they could not find my file anywhere. The Consul came to talk me while someone was looking around for my papers. A few minutes later they showed up with my file and there was a lot of excitement because they had found my papers and found out that I had been granted a visa!! They were puzzled because visas would never be granted without an interview: Either someone was interviewed in my place or a miracle had happened? Either way, I was so happy I could hardly speak and I knew in my heart that God had done the miracle. The interpreter was all puzzled as I praised and thanked God out loud. From then on, I could not deny His power and I decided to be baptized and receive Jesus as my savior. Praise the Lord.

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