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The Life-Changing Power of Jesus Christ! Posted by convertedtochrist in Welcome Page on July 19, 2011 Welcome to ConvertedToChrist, a site where we have published the testimonies of fifteen Ukrainian Christians that we interviewed in 2008 as we traveled throughout Ukraine. After publishing their stories in booklet form and creating a Russian language website, we followed up on their lives during a 2011 trip. It is our prayer that these booklets will be used of God to touch many hearts and lives and bring people to a place of personally being “converted to Christ,” finding Him to be the Way, the Truth, and the Life! We trust that you’ll enjoy reading these stories as much as we enjoyed hearing them and publishing them. As we sat with these individuals and interacted with them personally, our own hearts were stirred by the change that God has made in their lives. May your heart be touched as well. “God Has A Purpose For This” Posted by convertedtochrist in "God Has A Purpose For This", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “God Has A Purpose For This” Vladimir Karakulin Kherson, Ukraine The first man to experience space travel was the Soviet cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin. He made his famous flight on April 12, 1961. While he was orbiting the earth for the very first time he gushed about its beauty. “The earth is blue. How wonderful. It is amazing.” Back on earth, I was being born on the same day in a well-known pediatric hospital, and things were not looking so beautiful. The events in the sky would negatively affect my life forever. During my delivery, my mother began to experience serious complications. Instead of staying by her side the doctors and nurses left the room to listen and watch the news of Gagarin’s flight into space. My mother was left in a room alone and unattended where she cried for help. A dentist, who happened to be in the hospital, heard my mother’s screams and came to her rescue. I was born breach, and when I was pulled out of my mother’s womb, it was done so forcefully that my neck was serious injured. I would be an invalid for the rest of my life. As I began to grow, the rest of my body tried to adjust to the awkward position of my neck; I developed problems walking and standing straight. As a child I became despondent because I knew that my handicap caused my parents to suffer. I used to dream of what it would be like to be healthy and for our family to be normal and unaffected by my physical problems. My father, who served in the Soviet navy and later became a police officer, loved soccer, and was a big fan of the Moscow Dinamo team. He spent lots of time talking to me about soccer, never dreaming how much I wanted to play. One day he gave me a soccer ball. He did not realize that this would provide me the inspiration I needed to make the effort to walk. I spent hours playing with my ball, struggling to walk, run, and kick the ball. Eventually, to some degree, I succeeded. Although I loved soccer, the boys of my neighborhood would not invite me to play—at least not at first. Instead they would mock and laugh at me. I was tormented by their ridicule. However, I continued to watch them play, despite their taunting, and one day I was given the opportunity to play; the boys were amazed that I could actually play quite well. Over time I was given the opportunity to play more often, and through soccer I developed some important relationships. One of my physical education trainers at school had had been the trainer of Valery Barzov, a well-known athlete and fellow student of my school. This instructor was very kind to me and allowed me to exercise and practice with the other boys. He never looked down on me because of my handicap, and as I think back on my childhood, I am so grateful to this man for giving me the chance to do what I had often dreamed of doing. One day, when I was in the sixth grade, my parents and I were traveling home from a small vacation. Instead of stopping in our hometown of Nova Kahovka, my father just kept driving right through the town. I asked my parents why we weren’t going home, and they informed me that our new home was in Kherson. They had been afraid to tell me earlier, because they knew how upset I would be to leave my friends in Nova Kahovka and endure the adjustment of moving to a new place. Our move to Kherson went better than I initially expected. Yes, I was again mocked and taunted because of my handicap, but before long I became involved in soccer and other sporting activities. By the time I was fourteen, I was a serious fan of the Kherson soccer team, Crystal. I had a group of friends with whom I regularly attend the soccer matches, enthusiastically cheering for our home team. These friends and I organized our own team, but it was hard to find players and good fields. So we “invented” the game of mini-soccer or “foot-zal,” which we later discovered was a well-known game in other countries. After we organized our team and determined the rules, we decided on the name “Sputnik” (Satellite). Some time later there was a large celebration in our city to honor the Komsomol, the communist youth organization. Soccer matches were organized for this event, and we wanted to play, too, but the city officials did not approve of us since we were not an officially government sponsored team. So we decided to organize our own Kherson mini-soccer federation, and I became the coach and manager of our team. We were eventually invited to Zaporozhye where we found out about other mini-soccer teams in the Soviet Union and also learned the proper rules for the game. We played in a tournament there, and despite our new understanding of the different rules for the game, we came in third place. Many people were amazed to see the new Kherson team, led by a handicapped man, ranked so high. Eventually I became the head administrator of our mini-soccer league, bringing a long time dream of mine to pass. As I grew older, I had dreams of another kind; I wanted a family. I became friends with a young lady in my neighborhood. We shared a lot in common and would frequently take walks together as we talked about life; eventually we started dating. However, her parents were not happy with her spending time with me, so we continued our relationship secretly. We even talked about getting married, but she knew that her parents were opposed, and she was afraid to go against their wishes. She was also deeply bothered by people’s response to my handicap, encouraging me to consider surgery. I had previously been through some medical procedures in an attempt to at least partially correct my problem, but the results had not been positive. At the city clinic, I was told about a new surgical procedure that would be offered free to me through a new neuro-surgical organization. In 1988 I went to Kiev and underwent a complex surgery. After the surgery, my girlfriend stayed with me until I was feeling better, but it became apparent that the surgery had not had its desired effect. Even though the doctor had said I would have a much more normal appearance, nothing really changed. My girlfriend, devastated and unable to continue having romantic feelings for me, broke my heart by breaking our relationship. It was not long before she began dating another boy. This was a terrible blow to me. As if to add insult to injury, my father died soon after, creating more pain and sorrow in my life. I had always been upbeat and positive, but now I fell into a state of depression and even lost my desire and interest in soccer. Joy, hope, and meaning disappeared from my life. I wandered around feeling lost and confused, a shadow of my former self. One evening, as I was riding the bus home, I met some very interesting people. I watched them as they spoke happily with one another, and I could see in their eyes a joy and kindness that I had never seen in people before. They were loving and polite to others, and as I spoke with them, I was amazed at their politeness to me. They did not act disgusted with me or ask questions but treated me as a valuable person. Before we parted, they invited me to their Baptist church service the next day. I couldn’t wait to go and meet these people again, and when the next day dawned, bright and beautiful, I somehow knew that it was going to be a special day. While not able to explain why, I was gripped with a feeling of great anticipation. From the moment I arrived at the church, it was as if I sensed a new hope opening before me. These people treated me like they had known me all their lives. They showed respect for me and offered me a seat. As I child, I had visited the Russian Orthodox Church with my grandmother, but I could never understand the words because everything was spoken in the Old Slavic language. It was different here; I could hear and understand the words that these believers sang! They were beautiful words, speaking of hope and the love of God! I had always believed that God existed, but this day I knew that the time had come to commit my life to Jesus Christ and receive eternal life. At the conclusion of the sermon, the pastor gave an invitation for people to repent and put their faith in Christ. I went forward and prayed, asking God to forgive and save me. That very day my life was transformed by the grace of God. I found eternal hope and salvation! Two months later, I was baptized. Soon after I began my new relationship with God, I talked with my pastor about my love for soccer and asked him whether or not I should continue my involvement with this sport. With his wise words of counsel, I realized that God could use any activity that is not sinful to bring glory to Himself, so I continued my involvement in mini-soccer. Initially, I worked through a ministry that taught children the sport, but later I became an organizer, sponsor, and trainer of an adult mini-soccer team called “Hosanna.” Today I also own a sports clothing store in Kherson. I love to tell my clients about Christ and encourage them to be involved in sports for the glory of God. As I reflect on my life, I can see that if only I had begun following Jesus Christ sooner, I could have avoided much of the pain and emptiness that marked my early days. But I am grateful today that the emptiness inside of me has been filled with the joy of the Lord. I feel assurance that God knows me and has a purpose for me even though I am an invalid. The Bible says in Psalm 139, “You saw me when I was formed in my mother’s womb…” I know that God saw me developing in my mother’s womb and knew about my birth before I was born. He allowed the events to happen that made me an invalid, and He has his reasons for it. The disciples of Christ once asked Jesus about a blind man (John 9:1-3). Was he born blind because he sinned, or did his parents sin? Jesus said that neither had sinned. The affliction was allowed so that God would receive glory, and when Jesus healed the man, God was glorified. All my previous life, I looked for an answer to why my life had turned out like this. Today I absolutely believe that God allowed these events, and even my disability, to happen in order to bring more glory to His name through my life! If God could change my life and make me joyful and positive even though I am an invalid, then He most certainly can change your perspective on life and give you meaning and joy in living for Him. “A Drunkard Becomes A Pastor” Posted by convertedtochrist in "A Drunkard Becomes A Pastor", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “A Drunkard Becomes a Pastor” Vitaly Yakubets Chernigov, Ukraine I was born in 1973 into a large family of ten children; there were five boys and five girls. I was the eighth child and had several older brothers with whom I spent most of my time. My mother was a believer and I remember how she used to take me to the Baptist church when I was just a little boy. But when I was about six years of age, I quit going to church and chose to stay with my brothers and their friends. Even though I was still just a little boy, I followed in their “older” ways, and my parents were so busy with my nine brothers and sisters that I was mostly free to do what I wanted. By six years of age, I could already smoke a whole pack of cigarettes in a day. By third grade, I started drinking, and by fifth grade I was smoking marijuana. Somehow, though, perhaps from my earliest experience with church, I always had a sense of right and wrong that my older friends didn’t seem to have. And even as I took part in the sin that was all around me, I knew in my heart that there must come a moment in my life when I would turn from sin. I always remembered what I had heard as a child in church that the Bible said “a tree that doesn’t bear good fruit will be cut down, cast into the fire and burned.” I knew that someday, if I didn’t repent of my evil, I would be punished eternally. For the time, I continued to live a wicked life. I watched as many of my friends and acquaintances ended up in prison or even died as a result of their wild lifestyle, but I always managed to stay one step away from such an end. After finishing high school I went away to college in Kiev and continued my lifestyle there for three years. Drugs, drinking, and fighting were a normal part of life. One day, as I exited my dorm room, I saw the body of a fellow student lying on the ground outside my door. There had been an argument over a girl, combined with drinking, and a young man had been stabbed to death. Seeing this kind of violence caused me to consider how quickly my own life could end. About that time I became very involved in rock music and the culture that it promotes. It became a strong influence of evil in my life, and my college years were filled with concerts and partying. Nearly every morning, I would go out and buy beer for my friends and myself, and we would only go to classes after we had drunk enough to “enjoy” the day. One entire closet in our dorm room was piled high with beer bottles, and one day I found my passport buried under the enormous pile of them. I remember being struck with the thought that this was a good picture of my life: I was buried under the influence of alcohol and sin. After finishing college some work opportunities opened up, and I had to make a choice where to go. By profession I was a geologist, and my work was to find places where coal could be mined. In 1993 I ended up in Siberia, initially working out in the field, cutting paths through the forest for our geological measurements. One day as I was using an ax to cut through the forest for a measurement, I had to cross a stream and noticed afterward that my foot was wet. Upon closer examination, I saw that as I had been cutting through the woods, I had inadvertently cut open my boot and had even cut through my sock! I was stunned to realize that if I had cut open my leg, I would have easily bled to death, being very far from any town or hospital. On another occasion, our brigade needed matches to light fire for a camp, and I went to look for someone in our area who might have the needed matches. For some strange reason, I prayed that God would have mercy on us and help us to find a way to light our fire, knowing how much we needed a fire for the night. As I came upon a rock, I was shocked to see a matchbox full of matches just lying there! In fact, one match was sticking out of the box as if it were prepared to be lit. I interpreted this providence as a message from God, once again inviting me to come to Him and find salvation. Later when we came to the nearest town there in Siberia, a homeless bum met us, and we were able to get information from him about this new place. He told us who was who, where to find things, and how to conduct ourselves to be accepted by the other men of the town. The rule of this northern land was simple; it was drinking with others and drinking a lot. The ones who came to work in this place all had one thing in common – they were unhappy depressed men with broken lives and families. They had come to earn money and find happiness, but after being there for several years, they were still poor and unfulfilled. They were consuming their money and health on alcohol. Yet there was something about that wild, beautiful country that drew a person to it. It was a land of uncertainty, of hope, and of hard work. But those of us that lived there also lived a hard, sinful life that reflected the wildness and hardness of the land. And as always, I loved the risk and uncertainty! I continued living in Siberia for a while, working with teams that drilled in various places searching for coal. One day we traveled home on a large all-terrain vehicle and stopped in a village to drink to celebrate our boss’s birthday. When the driver got drunk, he asked if I would drive, but I thought he was joking, so I refused. In his intoxicated state, he left the road and tried to take a shortcut by driving through a shallow river, although at that time of the year the river was no longer shallow due to heavy rains. Because one of the doors was broken, the vehicle began to fill up with water! After a few moments, the water reached up to my waste. In the next instant, the windows were covered with water, and I felt water in my face. Then we were under water. With a sense of panic sweeping over me, I recognized that this could be the final moments of my life. I struggled to get through the exit door, but the driver was blocking the door. I was running out of oxygen when I finally managed, through great effort, to push him to the side, and swim to the surface. The current was strong and nearly swept me away, but I found the roof of the all-terrain vehicle which was completely submerged and clung to it, somehow keeping myself from being carried downstream. Local villagers saved us from the top of our sunken vehicle, and as we warmed ourselves and spent the night with those kind villagers, I thought again about how easily and quickly my life could have ended. I thought of the many times that God had spared my life and knew that the day would come when I would use up all my chances. I knew that I needed to repent, but I still wasn’t willing to take that step. Eventually, I was transferred to another village to work, and I was horrified to see the level of cruelty and lack of value for life. There was little or no respect for God or for people. Religion of any kind hardly existed. Few people died of natural causes as there were regular suicides, murders, and other crimes and accidents resulting form the horrible alcoholism that plagued the village. As we walked into the room that we were to rent, we noticed that the ceiling was riddled with bullet holes. One night, as I was out late, one of my friends (who would later be shot and killed) noticed a young lady walking by, and said, “Hey, Vitaly, that girl’s name is Masha! She’s one of the few good girls in this town!” I got acquainted with Masha and soon we began dating. About this same time, my liver began to suffer as a result of my drinking, and the doctor warned me that I must stop drinking. I quit for a while but on our wedding day, as was the tradition, I gave a toast with vodka, and sadly, that started my drinking again. After getting married, I began working as a builder. Again, I encountered many experiences that showed me the love and care of God in my life. I had more narrow escapes from death. For example, one day on the job, I heard a sound behind me and jumped to the side just in time to avoid being crushed by a huge block and chains that had torn loose from an old crane. Again God, in His mercy, spared my life. All during these years in Siberia, I had a Bible with me that my older brother gave me. After he became a believer, he presented this Bible to me, and finally one day, I opened it for the first time and began reading. I was amazed because it made sense to me! It all seemed so clear! Unfortunately, I put it away and kept drinking for another week. Then I opened the Bible again. And from that moment forward, no matter how often I read it or prayed during times of difficulty or crisis, God’s Word never seemed clear to me again. But during this time, I never forgot that moment when God had opened my eyes to see that He could make His Word clear to me. One day when I was traveling to my wife’s village, I decided to hitch a ride on a cargo train, since I didn’t have any money for the passenger train. I was completely drunk, but I crawled on board, and so as not to be seen, I began jumping from car to car to make my way to the back car where I could jump off when I needed to. As I did this, I felt a sudden sobriety come over me. I realized how dangerous this would be in a sober condition much more a drunken state. As we neared the place where I needed to jump off, I was amazed to find that the train briefly stopped even though it normally never stopped there. I was able to get off safely, and I recognized that God had once again shown me His mercy. In spite of all these mercies, I plunged on recklessly in a godless lifestyle going from party to party, far from God and deep in sin. In 1997, I took my wife and our two sons to Ukraine. We went for my sister’s wedding, who was a believer. Upon arriving they urged us to move back to Ukraine. I left my wife and sons there and went back to Siberia to resign from my work. When I returned to Ukraine, I was shocked to find out that my wife had repented and become a believer! She now wanted to be baptized. I knew that her lifestyle would have to change if she chose to be a serious Christian. I was not yet ready for such a big change in our home, and so I selfishly hindered her from pursuing God by encouraging her to continue in our sinful lifestyle. In spite of my opposition, we still occasionally visited church as a family, for I still had in my mind the verse from the Bible that speaks of the “unfruitful tree being cut down and cast into the fire.” I knew that my time was limited, because time and time again, I had been spared disaster and had been offered mercy. In 1998, some family members invited us to an evangelistic service at a theater in our town. As I heard the gospel clearly, for the first time I felt something in my heart that truly wanted to step out, go to the front, and repent of my sins. But my feet seemed frozen, and I just couldn’t take that step. However, the meeting produced a spiritual awakening in me, and I began to make changes in my life. I possessed a new awareness of what God expected of me. I was still drinking heavily at that time, but my drug use and smoking stopped. Because of the drinking my liver disease continued to worsen, and I knew that I was only living by God’s mercy. One night I dreamed a frightful dream in which I was to be executed, and in my dream I cried out to God. This dream shook me deeply, but my drinking and sin continued to an even greater extent, to the point that I could barely walk or control myself. God was allowing me to come to the end of myself. Things were so bad at this time that I actually spent two weeks in an alcohol rehab center. I prayed, promising God that I would go to church and repent if He would deliver me. I was able to give up alcohol for a while, but I did not keep my promise and fully turn to the Lord. This process repeated several times, and occasionally my health would be so awful that I would literally fall into a state of hallucination. Another time I literally stopped breathing and was rushed to the hospital. I was so bound by the power of sin that I continued to destroy myself with alcohol. Feeling hopeless, I even seriously considered hanging myself to end this horrible existence. Although I was able to hide my wickedness from most of my neighbors and coworkers, my family could see what I was doing to myself and to them. While my sin could be hidden from many of my acquaintances, I could not hide from God who I was and what I was doing. One day, in May of 2002, I came to such a state of physical and psychological breakdown that I knew I must have help immediately. I called the ambulance, but when they came, to my horror, they informed me that there was nothing more that could be done for me. With those words, they left. This caused me to panic. We were living with my parents and my brother at that time, and I turned to rush out the door. As I stared at that door, I knew that if I left I would die. I glanced over and saw my brother’s door. I knew that he could pray with me, and I could find God. For a moment I wavered between those two doors and then, my decision being made, I threw open my brother’s door and said, “Pray with me! I’m dying! I need God!” It was such a hard decision! After all the times I had rejected God, my heart was full of pride, and taking that step to humble myself and ask my brother to pray for me was a huge turning point. After we prayed together, my brother called the church prayer group, and as they prayed, the rest of my family gathered around me and began to pray with me. I was in such a state that I couldn’t stay in one place even for a moment. But I cried out to God and said, “God, help me to stay here and pray, at least until morning!” I felt an evil power urging me to get away, but I stayed there, crying out to God. Each time I would stop praying, I felt like I was falling into a bottomless pit. Little by little hope began to dawn in my heart! My wife was in a nearby room during this time, and as I was crying out to God, I heard my mother ask her, “Masha, have you been praying for Vitaly with us?” To my shock and surprise, I thought I heard her say emphatically, “No!” For a moment I was tempted to give up seeking God when I heard this. Would my decision to give my life to Christ cause our relationship to be destroyed? Could it be that she now didn’t want me to serve God and would hinder me as I had hindered her earlier? But I persevered and continued to pray. Later when I asked my wife about this, she said in amazement, “I never said, ‘no!’ in fact I said, ‘Yes, I’ve been praying this whole time!’” My mother also confirmed this, and I realized that Satan had been trying already to pull me back into his kingdom by playing tricks with my mind. Spiritually, I felt a release as I prayed in repentance, but physically I was in a terrible condition. I alternated between feeling a burning hot sensation and then suddenly feeling icy cold. Finally, I was able to fall asleep. When I awoke, I stared out the window into a beautiful, clear, clean blue sky, and my heart was overwhelmed with a sense of the deepest peace and joy! I was afraid to move, afraid that I would interrupt that precious moment of peace. Finally I stepped outside and, as if for the first time, I saw the flowers and the trees and the beauty around me. At that moment, it was as if I saw a picture of myself standing on a bridge, and that bridge was leading to heaven. All around me were the sinful things of this world, but I knew that this new way leading to heaven would be my new way of life! I called my wife, and joyfully exclaimed, “Masha, I can live now!” I washed and put on new clothes, because I truly felt that I was starting a new life. As I walked outside, I met one of the men that I had been drinking with the day before. I immediately began to witness to him of the change that God had made in my life. Two days later at work, I found a Bible that my cousin had brought to my workplace three years earlier. I opened it and read the words of John 15:16, “You have not chosen me but I have chosen you to bear fruit…” I felt the immediate impression that God wanted me to be a witness for Him to others. I closed the Bible quickly, and said, “No! I’m not ready for that!” Then I opened the Bible again, and read the story of the man who cleaned his house of evil, but because he left his house empty, the spirit of evil later returned with seven more evil spirits. I immediately understood that I had to go to church and obey God or there would be no more chances. I knew that an even worse evil would overcome me. I thought back over my life and realized that I couldn’t count the innumerable times when I should have perished, yet God spared me. I knew at that moment that God had saved me so that I might be a witness and bear fruit for Him. It was as if the entire puzzle of my life came together in that moment! My eyes were opened! How could I have failed to see this big picture before of God’s grace? As I contemplated these things, my heart was so moved upon that I couldn’t stay at work any longer. I signed out, left my job, and rushed home to tell my wife. When I arrived, my face was so different that my wife was alarmed. She asked, “What’s wrong with you, have you been drinking again?” I began to pour out to her everything that God had been revealing to me. I confessed everything that I had always kept from her. She then began to open up and share with me in a deep and beautiful way, and together we knelt before God, forgave one another, and prayed together for the first time. The next Sunday we both walked to the front of the church and publicly committed our lives to Jesus Christ. Four months later, July 28, 2002, my wife Masha and I were baptized. One of the first things that we did after our conversion was to go to the cemetery. One of my brothers died when he was just four years old, and I knew that he was in heaven. Because of my own spiritual transformation, I now had the assurance that I would see him someday. I wanted to go to his grave to be reminded of this fact. Also after my repentance, I understood that it was not enough to just accept Christ as my Lord and Savior. It was important that I come to a place, as a new Christian, that I serve the Lord with all my heart and dedicate my life completely to Him and to His service. With conversion came a new attitude about children. Even though circumstances are difficult in our country, we have had two more children, knowing that God will never forsake us and will always meet our needs. Prior to this, we were concerned that we would not have enough resources to provide for a larger family, but praise God, we are now free from such anxieties. The Lord has also touched my health. I went to a new doctor and had him do an analysis of my blood and conduct a physical examination. I did not tell him of my previous health problems. After the exam, the doctor came back to me and gave a glowing report. I said, “How can this be?” Then I shared with the doctor about my previous health problems, and he was amazed! God truly has renewed my health through His grace and power! My whole life has changed and been filled with new meaning! Immediately after my conversion to Christ, I had a passionate concern for others. Previously I was only concerned about myself, but now I have a deep desire to see others have the hope and purpose in life that I have received from the Lord. I have been able to share the gospel with those with whom I used to party. Recently I was able to introduce one of my friends to Christ, who had used drugs and alcohol with me! What a joy to see the change in him that Jesus Christ has made. One day some months after my conversion, I received a panicked call at work. It was my son telling me that our daughter had stopped breathing. I rushed home and found that the ambulance had already arrived. I entered the house not knowing whether my little girl would be dead or alive. Praise God, although in serious condition, she was alive and recovering. It may seem strange, but through this experience, I felt God confirm to me that He wanted me to serve Him in the ministry. He, who has all power in heaven and earth, and holds our life and breath in His hands, would lead us, watch over us, and protect us. Within six months I started preaching at our church, and in two years I was ordained as a deacon. In 2006, I became an assistant pastor. Soon after that, our senior pastor was selected as the regional pastor or superintendent of our state, and I became the senior pastor of our church. What a miracle of God’s grace! Just a few years ago I was hopelessly addicted to alcohol and was a prisoner in the jailhouse of sin. Today I lead our local congregation in worship to the God who has delivered and given me a life worth living. One of our long term plans is to go back to the north land of Siberia and take the good news of the gospel to the people among whom we once lived and who so desperately need the hope that is found in Christ. We recognize that it’s not enough to just know about God, to have religious relatives, or to occasionally attend church. Jesus said, “If any man will come after me, he must deny himself, take up his cross and follow me.” To find salvation, we must be willing to leave our own life, follow Christ and commit our life entirely to Him! Only then can we truly find the salvation that He died on the cross to give us! “My Journey Out Of The Occult” Posted by convertedtochrist in "My Journey Out Of The Occult", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “My Journey out of the Occult” Vita Yamkimchik Novomoskovsk, Ukraine For years my life has been deeply steeped in the world of the occult. Today, thanks to Jesus Christ, I am free from all my previous association with this realm of darkness. I would like to tell you my story. After finishing high school, I decided to study drama in a theatrical institute. In my first year I became deeply troubled by the immoral lives of the students who studied with me. I was a modest girl and knew that I would have to either become like them or leave that environment. I tried for a time to fit in with them, but in the end, I didn’t want to sacrifice all my moral standards to art, which was what those around me were doing. In our dormitory we were sometimes visited by a man who was an actor and had become rather famous. He was a practitioner of hypnosis and would often demonstrate his powers. I was fascinated with this and began to develop my own powers, pursuing it even after I had left the theatrical school. Once, when I was in the hospital to have my tonsils removed, I tried to hypnotize the other patients in my room. I was amazed at how well it worked for me. After I was married and had children, my daughter, who was 4 years old, developed a speech impediment. She began to stutter. I went to a psychotherapist and asked him to treat my daughter with hypnosis. He refused saying that his treatment would only help those at least 15 years old. I went home disappointed, but my neighbor told me about an elderly lady, a sort of witch doctor, who was able to help people. I quickly found this lady, and in just three sessions, my daughter had completely stopped stuttering and additionally had lost her fear of heights. I was amazed that this old uneducated lady could do such miracles of which even doctors were incapable. With her potions and strange utterances, she had healed my daughter! I thought that my problems ended, but in reality, they had just begun. I was living in Dnepropetrovsk during this time, and after receiving a message from my hometown of Novomoskovsk that my mother had fallen ill and was paralyzed, I moved to her home for several months to help her. When I returned home, I sensed a coldness in my relationship with my husband and discovered that he had been committing adultery. I filed for divorce. Trying to find help, I turned to a fortune teller. When she found out that my mother-in-law had been involved in black magic, she informed me that it would be useless to try to reestablish my marriage. Supposedly, the black magic of my husband’s family had put a curse upon us destroying any possibility of a happy future together. After my divorce, I wondered how I could protect myself in the future from such curses. I watched the television programs of psychic, Vladimir Kashpirovsky, and observed how he promoted the concept of extra sensory perception. I was fascinated with this and especially was interested when Kashpirovsky informed his listeners that there would be classes offered in the psychic field throughout Ukraine. When instructional courses were offered in Dnepropetrovsk, I talked with a friend—a doctor who had been trained in this field. He asked me more about my interest and encouraged me to wait and see what I would dream that night and then act upon its prompting. Sure enough, that night I dreamed that I was participating in these courses, and so I enrolled. The course was two weeks long. We had many lectures and practical experiments in meditation, yoga, auras of power around the human body, and drawing power from nature. We were instructed in how to develop extra sensory perception and psychic powers, and at home I actively involved myself in these practices. It was interesting to me that during the courses we were told that “God” does exist, and that we had been chosen by Him to use our powers. So I began to believe in God and actually became convinced that what I did was through God’s power. I considered myself a Russian Orthodox believer, as do many folk healers who are actually practicing occultism. I also began practicing “white magic” to heal others. I used mantras and psychic powers to treat those who had physical and psychological problems. I studied under an old lady who was a folk healer, and she helped me continue to develop my extra-sensory abilities. In spite of my success in this area, I began to enter a dark, confusing period of life. I noticed that, although I had success at relieving people of their problems, yet these same people often ended up returning to me for relief from other problems. I recognized that many of them were suffering the results of their sins, yet they seemed powerless, despite my best efforts, to gain victory over their bad habits. I tried to help them forsake their sins that were bringing these consequences, but I was frustrated to see that the powers that worked through me had serious limitations. People would become almost addicted to their need for my powers and would return again and again. By this time I was married to my second husband. One day my former mother-in-law came to visit and brought a large amount of very expensive food for our family. She had always wanted to harm me, and I immediately knew that these things were cursed by her black magic, but I was so confident in my powers that I spoke my mantras over those products and kept them for our family. We were not rich, and it seemed to be unthinkable to throw that food away. That evening my husband tore the house apart in a terrible rage. Some time later he was involved in an adulterous affair. Other complications also developed in my life. One day it dawned on me that my powers to block my former mother-in-law’s curse had not worked! This realization terrified me; I felt extremely vulnerable and even contemplated suicide. I started feeling strange urges to throw myself from a building or cast myself in front of a train. Something always seemed to restrain me from following these urges. Today I believe that this was God’s grace, but at the time I turned to an acquaintance of mine who was a psychic. As I spoke with this lady, her eyes seemed to be staring through the wall beside me while she described to me the whole situation with my mother-in-law. I thought that it would be wonderful if I had this kind of power. I talked with my husband and told him about the curse. Together we went to the home of an old lady—a folk healer—who could “deliver” us from the curse of my mother-in-law. Those of us who were involved in folk healing, commonly understood that we could heal others, but that our practices would have no effect on ourselves or our own families. After the old lady met with us for several sessions and supposedly delivered us from the curse, my husband started his sinful lifestyle again. I was amazed! How could he again continue his wicked lifestyle even after the curse had been lifted? Why was it that these powers could not give lasting deliverance? In my despair and confusion, I continued to search for answers. I heard about Yevgeny Dubitski, an extra-sensory psychic authority who had become quite famous. I went to a nearby city to meet with him, discuss my questions with him, and seek his counsel. He listened to my concerns and encouraged me to come to his mass seances, but after attending five times, I received no relief. I had heard Dubitski speak about his spirit guide and alter ego, and I thought that this must be some sort of “angel” that would come, heal, and do good. At home I carried out my own seance and called for this spirit to come. When I saw a spirit in the form of a silhouette, I told it that I wanted to be a psychic. I felt a voice speak to me telepathically, “You will see, but not all at once.” About a year went by. One night I closed my eyes on my bed to sleep, suddenly it was as if I was seeing a movie! The vision was very vivid; I began to think that perhaps I was starting to receive the gift of psychic perception. The next morning I went to my psychic acquaintance, and he confirmed to me that this was how it worked. As I entered this new psychic world, I began to see visions regularly; sometimes when I expected them and sometimes when I didn’t. People that would come to me who did not know about my new realm of occult practices, would be amazed that I could describe their plans, thoughts, and details of their lives. It was as if I was tuned to a radio channel that would feed me information, and I was sure that it was correct. After I saw that I had these abilities, I decided to divorce my husband. I did this on the basis of what my occult practices directed me to do. For making decisions I used a chain with a talisman that would move. When I had asked the question, “Should I stay with my husband?” the talisman had directed me to leave him. I placed my faith in these things, and I sincerely believed that a new day of success and joy would dawn in my life. Yet that moment never seemed to happen, and my loneliness and emptiness increased. I continued my efforts to help people through my folk remedies and extra-sensory methods. People came to me for various needs. For example, one day I received a call for help by the parents of a little boy who had swallowed a chemical (manganese). His throat was burned and inflamed. He was in intensive care, facing drastic surgery, and it was feared that he would be an invalid for life. I was given a vision that this had happened to the child because of the sins of his father, so I sent the father the message that his sins must stop if I would be effective in helping his son. I then held a series of five seances, and the boy was healed! He was released from the hospital. As I reflect on situations like this, I realize that Satan uses these types of healings and helps to hinder people from truly turning to God in repentance. Individuals get the instant help that they desire, and then they continue living their old sinful life as before. People don’t understand that when they get supernatural help from occult methods, their sicknesses and problems go from their bodies to their souls. They often feel better in their bodies but develop great problems in their souls. The difficulties that they face later are far worse than any prior experiences. They pay the price for turning to folk healing and occult practices with psychological disturbances, family problems, and other tragic consequences. I lived in constant fear during these years I practiced my medicine and spiritism. I would constantly quote mantras to protect my house from evil. On one occasion when I forgot to do it, I literally felt a spirit choking me. Fear and superstition were a continual part of my life. Despite these fears, I continued my practice and was certified in Kiev and given a license by the Health Department, officially approving me to treat people. I was now allowed to advertise my services, even on television. One day a man, who was a believer from the Orthodox Church heard about me through an advertisement. He came for a visit and tried to convince me that my powers were not from God as I thought they were. He didn’t base his accusation on any authority, and I argued with him, attempting to justify myself by saying that I didn’t use black magic but only tried to help people with my abilities. As I spoke I realized that my life contradicted my words. I had been married twice unsuccessfully, and I couldn’t protect myself from curses, or my children from their problems. The people that would come to me for help would have to return again repeatedly and couldn’t manage their own lives without my help and counsel. I could see that something was very wrong. I conceded that perhaps my powers and abilities weren’t from God. I had been told this before, but when this man spoke to me, I was finally ready to listen. Even though he didn’t tell me where it was written in the Bible that occultism was wrong, I still believed him, for he, also had been connected to occultism in his past. I burned my license. Then I went to the Orthodox Church and confessed my sin and stopped my occult practices. The priest told me that I should plead with God for five years if I ever hoped to receive forgiveness. He told me that I was allowed to step over the threshold and pray, but I could not come any further into the church. Acting on the advice of the Orthodox believer who had helped me leave my occultism, I visited a monastery staying to pray for hours at a time. I went there often during the space of one year, yet I felt no peace. Some people told me, “You just need to get an Orthodox priest who will bless you in your folk healing and then you can continue with happiness and peace.” I turned to many priests but often heard different opinions. One even told me, “Go and help people with my blessing,” but I didn’t trust him. Although Satan brought along many temptations to go back to my occult practices, I resisted. Finally, I met a friend of mine who had become an evangelical Christian believer just one week prior to our meeting. She asked if I would like to meet and talk with a woman who previously was a folk healer and had treated children. I was always interested in meeting new people who had a similar background to mine. The woman came to my house, and we began to talk. We conversed for six hours, and with interest I noted that she did not just tell me what her private opinions were—instead she shared with me from the Word of God and told what God himself had revealed about occultism. I listened with amazement to many passages from the Bible that warned about the evil of sorcery and spiritism. At first I tried to defend myself, saying that I never used black magic and only used white magic to help people. Surely there was no sin in that. But she asked me, “Are you looking for truth or not? Truth is in Jesus Christ! You do indeed have a curse on your family, a curse from God because of your evil doings and disobedience to God’s Word!” Immediately, great fear swept over me. I thought of my children and the evil I had brought on my family. I was terrified with what I had done; guilt lay heavy on my heart. Feeling a strong compulsion to pray, I bowed on my knees, confessed my sins, and asked God to forgive me for Christ’s sake. I placed my faith in Jesus Christ and trusted in Him alone for salvation. I boldly took the step to renounce Satan as my lord and declared before God that Christ Jesus was now the Lord of my life! I immediately felt relief and joy. As the burden of sin lifted from my heart, I knew that I had made the right decision to part with my old ways and begin a new life. Soon afterward I attended a service at a Baptist church where I met with the pastor after the service. He spent many hours answering my questions and encouraging me. I was touched and blessed by the love of this pastor and the members of his church. I came to realize that the love that they had for one another and for me represented the true Christianity of God’s Word. The next week when I attended church, I went forward and openly confessed before those who were present that Christ Jesus was my Lord and Savior. Again I felt great joy and a sense of liberation as I publicly renounced my former life and committed my life to Christ! Two months after this experience, I discovered that I was given some new talents, unlike the old occult abilities I had possessed. I was able to write songs of praise and thanksgiving to God, and I even began to sing these songs in church. The change in my life was dramatic! I felt that an enormous transformation had taken place in my heart. Forgiveness replaced the old bitterness. Where before I had felt such unrest and lack of purpose, now I felt a true peace and meaning in life! Following my conversion, I met a man who was a practitioner of folk healing. When I shared with him about my new life in Christ, he said, “Don’t become a fanatic! I’m a believer too, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t practice our spiritism.” A few days later he called me and with great surprise told me what had happened the day we had talked. He had tried to “look through me” in the way that we psychics would do, but he said that it was as if he had run into a wall! He asked for more information about my church and my faith and even visited church several times. Through this and other circumstances I saw the power and grace of God, and how He gives the protection and peace for which I had always longed! Over time God began to lay a burden on my heart to help people who were caught in the net of occultism. When I received an invitation to a local conference of folk healers, I fasted for three days and asked my Christian friends and church leaders to pray for me. When I attended the conference, I was able to communicate with a man who was a folk healer. After sharing with him, I gave him some material and wrote him a letter. A few months later I called him. He was amazed and said, “I was just thinking about you!” The Holy Spirit had been preparing his heart. He told me that he and his wife had been repairing his wife’s grandmother’s house. This grandmother had been involved in witchcraft, and while working on the house, they encountered many occult articles. He and his family suffered very negative consequences. In fact, he was still not feeling well. I invited him to visit the church with me, and he responded. But he couldn’t understand the idea of repentance. He felt like he had lived a good life and repentance was not necessary. The pastor spoke to him and shared that all men are sinners and that we all need to repent of the sin of not allowing Christ to be Lord and Savior of our lives. God was merciful to him, and eventually he and his family repented and were saved. Now I am praying for many others like myself and this man who have been beguiled by Satan, that they also would come out of darkness and bondage into the light and freedom that Christ offers. “Twice Freed” Posted by convertedtochrist in "Twice Freed", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “Twice Freed” Victor Chernyshov Shachtyorsk, Ukraine The Bible says that a person who receives Christ becomes a new creation. The old passes away and all things become new (II Corinthians 5:17). I can testify to the truth of this declaration, for it has been demonstrated in my own life. Once I lived in the clutches of sin, seeking only to please myself. It was not only me but many others also through my sinful living. When I finally turned to God in humility, He radically transformed me and set me free. I was born in April of 1960 as an only child. I grew up like most Soviet children, taking an active part in all the communist youth programs. I heard next to nothing about God during my childhood although I did visit my grandfather’s house on occasion. There I saw some Orthodox icons hanging on his walls, but that was the limit of my knowledge of religious matters. I do remember thinking about death as a child. Once there was a funeral in my village, and as I sat in my yard watching the mourners pass by, I began to cry, “I don’t want to die!” My mother comforted me by saying, “You’re too young! Don’t think about death!” Because she didn’t know God herself, she couldn’t give me any true comfort. As a teenager I attended a technical school and was involved in sports, especially soccer. I had many friends from my neighborhood, but not all of them were good. Under their evil influence I began to drink. My parents were casual drinkers and would often offer me a little alcohol. Before long I was drinking to excess. I graduated from school in 1978 and moved to the Vinnitsa region of Ukraine to work with my aunt. While there I received my license to work as a truck driver. As a driver for a collective farm I would make deliveries, and customarily people would reward me with a bottle of vodka or some other type of alcohol. At first I would drink just to put myself in a good mood. But as time went on, I found any and every excuse to drink. In 1980 I married a lady who also worked on the collective farm, and we moved to Shakhtyorsk in the Donetsk region where I began working for a coal-loading company. When the time came for me to be enlisted into the Soviet army, I was trained as a cook and eventually was appointed to an army base in the Gomel region of Belarus. There I was given the privileged position of head cook. My father was ill during this time and I received special treatment being allowed to visit him on several occasions. Like always I used these times to engage in drinking and carousing. My father passed away during my army service. I had a fairly good relationship with him, but he had been a strict communist and had no belief in God. One time I brought some icons from western Ukraine to decorate the room. He ripped them up and exclaimed, “Shame on you! This trash is unworthy of the son of a good communist!” After my army service, I found a job at a coal mine, but it didn’t last long. I moved to work at another coal mine where I secured a job operating heavy machinery. My salary wasn’t very large, so I looked for ways to steal anything that I could from my place of employment: coal, metal, concrete, etc. I sold it and kept the money. I actually made a business from stealing; I would take stolen coal to a neighboring region and sell it for a profit. Because I continued drinking heavily and missing work, I eventually lost my job. My wife and I were also having marital problems, and before long our relationship ended in divorce. I then traveled to the Rostov region with a friend, hoping that if I left my surroundings, it save me from my destructive drinking habit and sinful lifestyle. But my sin and inward depravity followed me wherever I went. Soon I had the same kind of friends as before, drinking heavily and living a prodigal life. The director of the collective farm in the Rostov region where I was working initially appreciated my knowledge of heavy machinery and gave me many privileges, allocating to me a lot of land and a nice house. But this good life didn’t last long. Since I was living with a succession of women and drinking continuously, the director eventually grew disgusted with my ways and forced me to leave. I traveled back to the Vinnitsa region and lived with my aunt. I found another job but failed to change my lifestyle. My outward appearance easily deceived people. I seemed to be a very capable and professional man, but sin still ruled my life. For some time my ex-wife and I moved back together. A daughter was born to us, but we soon broke up again. Once more I moved to the Donetsk region. The year was 1986, and from then until 1994 I bounced around working in various coal mines. In 1994 I took a job as a truck driver. That year I was arrested for the first time for failing to pay child support. There were people who told me, “You have good credentials and you should be able to get off all right.” I went to my court hearing with white pants and a white shirt, thinking that everything would work out fine as always. I was shocked, however, when I was handcuffed and taken immediately to a prison work camp. Finally my evil ways were beginning to catch up to me. Valentina, the lady with whom I was living at this time, filed a complaint on my behalf, and the authorities began to reexamine my case. Not long after, Valentina suffered from hemorrhaging of the brain and three days later she died. When I found out she had passed away, I was shocked and devastated, because she had been a very kind and stabilizing influence in my life. There was now no one to appeal for me. I was finally released from the work camp after one year. Sadly, my prison experience and Valentina’s death had not really changed me at all. In fact, as I was leaving, I threw a wild party for my friends. Six of them ended up in solitary confinement for a time. The guards wanted to punish me as well, but I was already a free man and was able to get away. I found a new job at a coal mine and the cycle of sinful living started all over again. One day in 1996, on the Ukrainian holiday called Driver’s Day, I went to my mother’s home for a visit. My mother had recently remarried a man who drank heavily. I discovered that my new step-father had stolen my mother’s pension money and had gone out to drink. When he returned home, he had gotten into a fight with my mother. When I saw that she had been beaten and was crying, I became enraged. I threw him out of the house and gave him a serious beating. The next day he came back to apologize to my mother. I was still there and observed their reconciliation. He and I decided to sit down and drink together, but I noticed that he had been seriously hurt in our fight the day before. He couldn’t even eat or drink. I knew then that something was seriously wrong. Alarmed, I told him, “You’d better get to the hospital, Lyosha. You’re hurt badly.” I called the ambulance, and he was taken to the hospital. Tragically, his condition worsened due to his internal injuries, and within two weeks he was dead. The police came to question me, and I told them the truth. After acknowledging what I had done, the legal proceedings began. On my court date I was totally drunk. I knew I could end up in prison, and in my despair, I drank heavily. The judge sent me to a temporary jail, but my behavior was terrible. I was rude and insolent. The local guards finally had enough, so they dragged me into the hallway and began to beat me unmercifully. Again and again they hit me with their batons. I suffered severe internal injuries as well as a seven centimeter long gash in my head. I was taken to the prison hospital for three and a half months, but afraid of what those prison guards would do to me when I returned to the prison, I signed a document saying I had no complaints about the treatment I had received there. In the prison hospital I began to think seriously about my life. I knew that my verdict would be a minimum of five years but could be much, much more. I wanted to be free, and it scared me to think of being in prison for such a lengthy time. While recuperating at the hospital, I was given a New Testament. My fellow inmates and I used the first several chapters of Matthew to roll cigarettes, but then my eyes fell upon the Lord’s Prayer. Because I was so desperate to get out of there, I began to memorize the prayer thinking it might help me. I repeated it like it was some kind of good luck charm. As I continued to read the New Testament, my heart was touched. That little book began to turn my thoughts toward God. I was still sick and suffering internal bleeding. Out of desperation I begged God to get me out of the horrible mess I had made of my life. That prayer seemed to renew my strength. Then I was pleasantly surprised when after this one of my fellow inmates received a large amount of fruits and vegetables from home which he shared with me. With this good source of nutrition my health began to improve, and I was even able to get up and exercise. However, when I was moved to the regular prison quarters, I basically forgot about God although the words of the Lord’s Prayer did remain in my heart. My verdict was announced in September of 1997. I was sentenced to seven years in a Donetsk regional maximum security prison. After being transferred to this prison, I went through medical testing as was customary for all prisoners. Even though I had been feeling weak from the experience of the past months, I was still surprised when I was diagnosed with tuberculosis. I was immediately transferred to a special prison hospital for inmates with tuberculosis. While there I learned that the tops of my lungs were actually disintegrating. Realizing the seriousness of my condition, I started to think more about God and spiritual matters. Even though I did not know or serve God, I began to pray for His help. Meanwhile, through exercise, sports activities, and cold showers, my health was miraculously restored. During this same time there was a man in my hospital who had become a believer in Christ. As a friendship developed between us, he began to tell me about Jesus and gave me excellent literature to read about God and Christianity. He shared with me about the One who loves us and wants not only to heal our bodies but also to save our souls! He told me about Jesus Christ who is the one way to salvation. From the Bible, he showed me that I must repent and receive Christ as my Lord and Savior. At first there was much that I didn’t understand, but as our relationship developed, he continued to share with me, and I continued to listen. In August of 1998, it was time for me to leave the tuberculosis hospital and return to the prison. I was not yet a true repentant Christian, but my heart had been prepared. On the day I was scheduled to depart, my friends from the hospital kindly gathered together whatever clothes and pleasant things that they could find and gave them to me. I waited for the transportation to come and take me away, but the transport never arrived. So I was sent back to my friends in the tuberculosis prison hospital. My believer friend, Sasha, talked with me as we walked in the prison yard the next day. Once again he shared about God, trying to convince me to repent and give my heart and life to Jesus Christ. Though it is rare to ever be alone in prison, when Sasha left, I found myself standing in an empty prison yard. Right then, God’s conviction fell upon me, and I lifted my heart to heaven and said, “Oh, Lord! You know my sins and you know my life! How can I come to you?” I began to repent, praying that Christ would come into my life and cleanse me from every sin. As I finished praying, peace and a sense of relief came over me! I went and told Sasha that I had repented and we rejoiced together! He then presented me with a beautiful New Testament containing the Psalms. The next day I was transported to the maximum security prison, but my heart and life had been changed. I was born-again! I truly felt the difference for I had a new freedom in my soul! I treasured my Bible and longed to do good and grow spiritually. I still knew very little about the Christian life, but I was trying hard to serve God. I was sent to the work camp sector of the prison, and little by little, people began to recognize that I was a believer that had been transformed. I was introduced to other believers and began to spend time with them. The desire to socialize with the people who lived the lifestyle that I had previously lived was now gone. Soon after my repentance when I was still a novice in my walk with God, my aunt sent me a package of tobacco. I decided to have a cigarette, so I rolled one and began to smoke. Suddenly I was filled with a sense of revulsion. I threw down the cigarette and never smoked another one after that. God was helping me break with the sinful habits of the past! Those of us who were Christians were allowed to meet together every evening before and after dinner for prayer and a time of sharing together. We ministered in the prison hospital by visiting and sharing about Christ with the sick inmates. We also gave them tracts and sanitary items. We were even allowed to visit the new prisoners in the quarantine area and witness to them. In September of 2000, a visiting pastor baptized me and some other Christian converts at the prison hospital. I continued to grow in the Lord and enjoyed fellowshiping with other Christian inmates and with the church groups that came to minister to us. In 2001 I submitted an appeal for parole along with a letter for forgiveness. The pastor of the church that visited me also submitted a letter of appeal. President Kuchma signed an order taking one year off my sentence, and about this same time, a new law was passed that provided for more leniency with convicts who had committed crimes similar to mine. I was soon put on a path toward a speedier release, so long as my good behavior continued. The months went by, and still I was not released. Finally the regional prosecutor came to the prison and looked through my case. After reviewing my papers and seeing the reports of my good conduct, he ordered that I be released. It was September of 2002. After five and a half years, I was finally a free man. As I walked out of the prison, I could hardly believe what was happening to me! Another inmate, who had visited our prayer meetings, was released with me. Together we immediately went to the local Baptist Church – to the people and to the pastor who had visited us in prison. We wanted to express our gratitude to them and, most of all, give thanks to God! As I opened the gate of the church, the first person I saw was a lady named Margarita. She fed us and then called the pastor to come and pray with us. We all fell on our knees in the church and gave thanks to God. After that time of joy and thanksgiving, my mind was suddenly drawn to another matter. I had recently received a letter from my mother telling me to hurry home when I was released from prison, because she was very ill. I showed the letter to the men of the church, and they urged me to head home right away. When I arrived at my mother’s home, it was a warm, sunny day. I walked into her house and saw my mother laying sick on the bed. I said, “Mama! It’s me! How are you?” She looked up at me but did not recognize who I was. “Who are you?” she asked in a weak, sick voice. I was broken-hearted. After introducing myself to her, I bought a few groceries and began to clean up the house. The place was dirty and unkempt due to my mother’s illness. The neighbors saw that I had come home, and they invited me over for a cup of tea. I went over and was talking with them when suddenly I could hear my mother crying out, “Help! I need help!” We called the ambulance, and they arrived, but they only gave her some medication and left. As I sat with my mother, we talked. I shared with her the message of Jesus Christ and urged her to cry out to God, repent from her sins and receive salvation. She listened carefully and then began to cry and pray. Right there she repented of her sins and asked God to forgive her. I left her for a few minutes, and when I returned, she was sitting there with an expression of deep peace on her face. She spoke to me boldly, “My son, listen to me!” I was amazed to hear the strength in her voice. She continued, “My son, I’m going to die.” I began to protest, but she interrupted me and told me she was prepared. Later I went into another room in the house. Glancing back into my mother’s room, I saw that she was sliding off the bed. I quickly ran over to the bed and caught her in my arms. I called for the neighbors to get the ambulance, but by the time help arrived, my mother was gone. I sought out Fyodor, the pastor of the local church, whom I had contacted only through letters. He was a great help to me through the difficult time of the funeral. I could see God’s hand of mercy manifested through him and throughout the whole situation. Pastor Fyodor’s church held a beautiful service and dinner in memory of my mother. After my mother’s death, I began working for a fellow believer from my church who was kind enough to hire me. This income, though helpful, was not sufficient, and I began to look for other employment. I worked for some time as a security guard at a coal mine and later as a supervisor at a sanitation dump. I earned money at other odd jobs as well. In time I was offered a job as a manager for a plastic trash recycling company some distance away. Eventually I opened my own plastic recycling business as a franchise under the original company. In June of 2003, I married Margarita, the lady who had first met me at the church when I was released from prison. God has blessed me with a wonderful wife and many other blessings. Above all I am blessed with freedom from my former sins! I am most grateful that Jesus Christ has given me such wonderful peace and joy. Today I am involved in ministry in my local church. I participate in village evangelism and visit prisons where I preach and counsel inmates. I even minister in the very prison where I once was incarcerated! What a joy it is to share with others about the change that God has made in my life. God loves all sinners, but He is grieved with our sin. He tells us to repent and turn away from evil. Those who humbly come to Him and repent of their sin, will not only receive His forgiveness, but will experience His life-changing power. I was a perishing alcoholic, unworthy of any mercy, but God has forgiven me and given me a new life! I have a peace in my heart that I never knew before! God can do the same for you! Come to Him – the old things can pass away and all things can become new. In coming, you will find that the bondage of sin will give way to the freedom of His Spirit and life. “Free At Last!” Posted by convertedtochrist in "Free At Last!", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “Free At Last” Vasili Derenski Mariupol, Ukraine Until I reached 42 years of age, I spent most of my adult life in prison. I was unable to control my behavior, so the penal system had to incarcerate me. I was imprisoned six different times, my sentences ranging anywhere from seven months to more than eight years. Five times I was released from prison only to return again not long after. When I was released the sixth time, I was a very different person. I have not returned since. Why? Let me tell you my story. I was born in 1960 to parents who were common factory workers. I was the younger of two sons. In my early years my parents were heavily occupied in building a new house for our family, and because this project took up most of their free time, my brother and I were left mostly to ourselves. The Bible says that “a child left to himself will bring his parents to shame.” Unfortunately, this is exactly what happened in my case. Initially I was a good student in school, and my mother was very proud of my academic achievements. But while I was still a young boy, I began to disobey my parents and often skipped school. This behavior worsened as I got older. I had a rebellious nature, and from very early on I wanted my own way. Many times I was ordered to appear with my parents before the court for unruly children. There were many complaints from other parents about my appalling influence on their children. I was naturally a leader and was a powerful influence and example for evil. Because I hated school, I constantly tried to create problems there. I even broke the windows of my school during winter, hoping that classes would be canceled because of the cold, but the repairs were made quickly and school continued. I then decided to do damage that would take much longer to fix. I set the school on fire! Some friends and I started the fire in the basement of the school which soon spread to the first floor. Sure enough, we were out of school for two weeks, and I was very proud of my work, even though the principal of the school nearly got caught in the fire. It was eventually discovered that I had instigated this deed, and for the eighth time I was called with my parents before the police. This time I was sent to a special school for juvenile delinquents. I was there for two years, but I did not change. In fact I tried to escape thirteen different times but was always caught and brought back. After being released, I was returned to my home where my waiting parents were hoping that I had been reformed. Their hopes were quickly destroyed. I was still uncontrollable, and unfortunately I became even worse. I became a leader among the local youth who would gather and get involved in mischief. I was seventeen years old at the time, and it was only five months after my release from the school for delinquents, that I got into a serious gang fight at a dance club. Many were involved in the fight and seriously hurt. One individual was actually killed. Four of us received a prison sentence for our involvement in the fight. My first sentence to three years in prison would be but the beginning of a long period of my life spent as a prisoner of the state. It turned out that I was the same rebel in prison as I was on the street. I never wanted to submit to orders and was often placed in solitary confinement by the prison authorities. On one occasion I was part of a group of prisoners who beat up some of the prison helpers who were working for the administration of the prison. To avoid the punishment that we knew was coming, the twelve of us who were involved, slashed our veins so that we would end up being taken to a hospital. Because of my evil ways, the prison authorities labeled me as a serious troublemaker and warned that my sentence would be increased if I did not shape up. The warnings fell on deaf ears; I continued my troublesome ways. One day we were sent out to work in the rain with inadequate clothing. We were so angry that we set the prison wood mill on fire. Information about our behavior traveled to the Donetsk prison authorities, and they sent orders to control us at any cost. A special police squad was dispatched to put us in order. It was my first time to experience this kind of wrath from prison officials. After we were separated and beaten, we were transferred to other prisons. I ended up in the Kherson region of Ukraine in solitary confinement. When I was released after seven months, my mother and father met me, and again hoped that I would be different. I sincerely desired to be a better son not wanting to disappoint them, but all my efforts were in vain. Within a few months I broke into an apartment and committed robbery. As a consequence I was sentenced to another five years of prison in the Nikolayev region. I was a leader in mischief and a problem for the authorities, so half of my sentence was spent in solitary confinement. When it was time for me to be released, I was disgusted with prison life and purposed to never return again. I was free for two years, got married, and even had a son. For the most part I lived a sober life, and though I occasionally used drugs and alcohol, it was never a serious addiction. I even had a fairly decent job though the wages were low. But my old habits resurfaced, and trying to improve my circumstances, I turned to the wrong once more and committed another robbery. Again I was incarcerated in the Donetsk region. During this imprisonment I thought much about my life and tried in my own power to break the habit of my destructive ways. I read a lot and worried about what my behavior was doing to myself and to others. I knew that I had to rethink the direction of my life, and I truly thought that I could change if I tried hard enough. When I was released, I took my family to Siberia, hoping to start over. In a short time, however, I was again arrested for robbery. I told my wife to go back to Ukraine since there was no one there in Siberia that could help and support her. I was ashamed that I had let my wife down. I was given four years in a prison of the Krasnoyarsk region of Russia. In two years my wife stopped writing me letters, and I also stopped writing her. I realized that I had no right to make her suffer with me, and I did not judge her for the decision she made. Eventually our divorce was finalized. It was also during this prison sentence that I first met believers in Christ. I went to one of their services and received some literature from them. They prayed for me, and I left that meeting with a positive impression of them. Some of my fellow inmates who were Christians witnessed to me and impressed me by their good lives. But I could not understand them. I knew that they were talking about something that I did not possess. After reading the New Testament that they gave me I still could not understand it. During this sentence I corresponded with many women by letter. At one time I was writing to twelve women who were all very different. For some reason I was fascinated with female psychology. Just before my release I wrote to Marina, one of those women, and told her that I would like to meet her. On the day of my release, in 1995, she was there to meet me. I went home with Marina and met her parents. Her mother knew that I had been in prison but not her father. I was able to make a good impression on Marina and her family. When I told her that I needed to go back to my hometown of Mariupol, Ukraine, to take care of some personal matters, Marina was worried that I would not return and insisted on going with me. She struggled with this fear because she had three children from a previous relationship and knew that I had the added burden of looking after four more people other than myself. Within a year I was again arrested for robbery, and in 1996 I was sentenced to another 8 years. I was very concerned about Marina, knowing that she was far from home and knew almost no one in Ukraine. I cared deeply for her and wanted to marry her, and eventually I did after my release from prison. Meanwhile, my life seemed so empty during this time in prison that I began to think again about God and to read Christian booklets. Occasionally, I talked with Christians who visited the prison, and they told me that I needed to repent. I had seen people in prison come to God and then fall away, and I did not want to be that kind of person. Sometimes I heard the believers singing and praising the Lord, even during the rain, cold, and snow. They were prisoners like me, yet they were different. During this time I wrote letters back and forth with a woman who had questions about God. She asked me questions that I could not answer, and since I had friends who visited the Baptist services in prison, I turned to them for help and advice. This communication was another experience that forced me to think even more about God and the meaning of my life One evening when talking with a close friend about these letters that I was writing, he listened with genuine interest. We discussed repentance and other spiritual truths. Finally, we parted and went to bed. The next morning he was visibly a new person! The change in his countenance amazed me, and I was even more amazed when I learned that he had prayed during the night and repented, calling on Christ to save him. His change powerfully affected me. Together we visited a service held by Baptists in our prison. It was there that I began to realize that I could not help myself. Only God could change me. One night shortly after, I lay in bed and began to pray to God. I told Him that I realized my inability to change without His help. I prayed and asked for His forgiveness and for His help to become a new person. I told Him that I knew He was the only One who could change me. After praying I felt a feeling of freedom come over me! I soon began to keep a Bible by my bed at all times so that I could regularly read and study it. I started going frequently to the prison “prayer room.” I knelt down and prayed, and even though I knew that others were looking at me and wondering, I did not care! I even sang to the Lord! I had decided to follow Jesus. God gave me the deep assurance that He had forgiven all my sins, and I knew that God had changed me, that He was real, and that others could see the difference in me just as I had seen the difference in my friend. One fellow prisoner even told me, “Vasili, your voice has even changed.” Of course, there were skeptics who thought that my change was only temporary. But thank God, they were wrong! In July 2002, I was released after 23 years behind bars. This chapter of my life was over, thanks to the power and grace of God! When I told my family and friends on the outside about the change God had made in my life, they smiled and said, “That’s nice!” But they did not really understand. My wife at first seemed fine with the fact that I had become a believer. She said, “I’m a believer, too.” But she had never truly repented and committed her life to Christ. We began to have problems in our relationship. I told her that she needed to repent, and she would agree and cry, but she could not believe that God would truly help her. One day, I saw that Marina had been dishonest in a transaction at the store where she worked. She incorrectly set the scales which she used to weigh the produce. When I saw that it bothered her, I invited Marina to come and sit by me encouraging her to examine her heart. After our discussion, I noticed that Marina had corrected the scales. Other changes soon followed in her life as she began to read the Bible with me. Before long she repented and received Jesus Christ as her savior. My mother was concerned that I would not be able to get a job because of my past, but God miraculously supplied me with a good job. This also was a testimony to my relatives and others as they saw God working in my life. One day my mother told me, “I suppose that I would believe in God, too, if someone would come back from the dead.” I replied, “Do you think I was alive all those years? I was like a dead person! I should have never come out of prison.” She agreed that she never expected me to change. I told her that God wanted my change to be a witness to her. Before long she, too, came to the Lord, as did my daughter. In 2003 God allowed my wife, daughter, mother, and me to all be baptized together! What a blessing it was that my own change led to changes in my family. You can imagine my joy as I entered the baptismal waters with them to give public testimony to the mercy, grace and power of Jesus Christ. I am now involved in prison ministry with other members of my church. We hold services in six different prisons. Many of the administrators know me for I used to be incarcerated in their prisons. They never expected me to make a lasting change, but now, as I go back to minister in these prisons, it is a great testimony to them. I am so thankful to God for finding me and saving me in such a wonderful way. He has blessed me with health, a precious family, and a good church. Because of all that He has done for me, it is impossible for me not to preach the Word of God! “From Problems to Poetry” Posted by convertedtochrist in "From Problems to Poetry", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “From Problems to Poetry” Valentina Konovalenko Donetsk, Ukraine Deep in the heart of southeast Ukraine is both the state and city of Donetsk. While the state is known for its abundance of coal mines, the city is home to two million inhabitants. My mother moved to this region to work in the mines when I was just a small girl. Life for her was difficult due to the fact that my father died when my mother was just forty years old. When I was just seven years old, an extraordinary event took place in my life. I received a small New Testament in the mail from my aunt. She had become a believer and was attending a small evangelical church in a village called Dimitrievka. Someone had sent her a copy of the New Testament from America, and having a desire that I would read the Bible, she sent it on to me. This was rather astonishing, because at that time in our country, Bibles were difficult to obtain, and even many pastors had only portions of Scripture that were copied by hand. Many of my older relatives were still unable to read, so they would sit me on a bench and gather around as I read to them. My mother, however, was an Orthodox believer, and when she understood that my aunt was a evangelical Christian, she took the New Testament away from me and sent it back. After finishing school, I married at the age of twenty. My husband worked in the mines of the Donetsk region, and I was a teacher in a school for children who were partially deaf. Two daughters were born to us. For many years I lived just like almost everyone else in our society. I considered myself a good and decent person, as did those who were around me. The days and years of my life came and went as I cared for my family and grew older. In those days I very seldom thought about God, but events took place that reminded me of the reality of His existence. For example, one of my pupils in school had especially struggled with mathematics. This little boy was often required to stay after classes to do additional work. One day when I was hungry, I left him to do his assignments while I went to eat. When I returned, I was amazed to find the boy on his knees, praying the Lord’s Prayer! When I asked him where he had learned it, he told me, “My grandmother taught it to me, and she said that if I’m ever going through some difficulty that I should pray it.” I smiled and said, “Well, perhaps God has heard your prayer. You can stop praying now and go eat.” This was during the years of communism, and it surprised me to hear an eight year old boy praying. In our schools the children were taught atheism. Upon seeing this boy pray, I had to admit to myself that I, too, remembered those words from my childhood and would repeat them nearly every day as I left for work. Deep inside I knew that God was real, yet I had no true relationship with Him. As the years progressed, things became more difficult. The economy was bad and we were poor. I often did not know how I would feed my family. Long periods would pass when we received no salary whatsoever from our jobs. I was constantly thinking to myself, “Where can I get food?” Yet something strange often happened. I heard a gentle voice within telling me not to worry or be anxious about finding food. Little did I know that God was beginning to reach out to me, urging me to trust Him, and causing me to sense His leading and comfort even though I did not yet know Him as my own Lord and Savior. When I was around the age of 48, I experienced a strange and sad period in my life when everything seemed to fall apart. It was as if my life had come to a dead end. My adult daughters were going through divorces. My marriage was also falling apart, since my husband had become interested in a woman twelve years younger than me. I had to attend court hearings due to the divorce proceedings. I felt like I was buried beneath mountains of pressure. Many nights I could not bear to be in my own home, so I would spend them at the boarding school where I taught. But even there in the comfortable room where I stayed, I lay awake at night, hearing the autumn winds blowing the rain against our building, and I listened to the hollow knocking of the branches against my window. It all seemed to be an echo of the turmoil and loneliness within my own soul. As a sense of emptiness and helplessness engulfed my life, I began to be racked with anxiety and doubts that I had never experienced before. One night while alone in my room, I fell on my knees and cried out to God. I said, “Lord, I cannot go on by myself. I’m so helpless to do anything about these ruins that have become my life.” About this time I was working with a woman whose husband was a believer, and he was able to obtain a Bible for me. Initially I read it with a skeptical eye, looking for contradictions and errors. However, while reading the Old Testament prophesies, I could see clearly that they had been miraculously fulfilled in the life of Jesus Christ, and I was unable to dismiss this as mere coincidence. Little by little, as I continued to read the Word of God, faith was born in my heart. I began to see God answer my prayers and work in my life. I was so grateful to Him for His help, especially after the dark period that I had come through. I soon desired to start attending a church. I visited the Orthodox Church first but felt only a spiritual emptiness there, and so I decided to just stay home and read the Bible by myself. This did not altogether satisfy me, because I still longed for fellowship, and I prayed, “Lord, please send me other believers who are like me, so that I can be encouraged in my faith.” Although I know it may be difficult to believe, a strange dream guided me to the church which I now attend. In my dream, I was walking along a dirty, unfamiliar road when I saw a town before me. I recognized the town and knew that if I would go just one bus stop further along the road, I would be able to find my way home. When I awoke, I thought to myself, “What a strange dream!” Then I remembered that there was a Baptist Church (called a House of Prayer in Ukraine) on the very road that was in my dream. For some reason that fact seemed important to me, so one Sunday soon after I decided to visit this church. I was fifty-four years old when I entered an evangelical church for the first time and was immediately struck with a feeling that this place was like no place that I had ever been. I felt an unexplainable emotion within me as I sat and listened to the preaching of the Word of God. By the time the pastor had given an invitation to repent, I was trembling and uncertain of what to do. A woman sitting near me leaned over and asked me, “Are you saved? Have you repented?” I answered, “No,” but even as I spoke, I understood that this was precisely the need of my heart, so I stood and went forward. I did not know what to say, but I wept and cried and spoke the only words I could think of—the words of the Lord’s Prayer that I remembered from my childhood. I especially remember praying the words, “Forgive us our debts.” My life was immediately filled with joy and freedom. The burden of my sin and guilt had fallen away, and I felt such love for God! In the months and years that followed, God was so good to me in every area of my life. My husband and I were reconciled and remarried. My daughters also found wonderful families. Sadly not everyone shared in my rejoicing. My older brother angrily called me a traitor for supposedly betraying our orthodox faith, even though I previously had no true relationship with God, and he himself was a heavy drinker. Although I tried to share with him about the change that the living Christ brought to my life, he would not listen. “I am my own God,” he told me. Tragically, two years after my conversion, he ended his life by hanging himself. The sorrow of my brother’s death was made even greater when I saw how my sister-in-law and her family immediately began fussing and fighting over his property. Most of the funeral preparations were left to me, and in the midst of the confusion I lost my temper with them and said words that a Christian should never say. Soon after the funeral I became ill and lost strength in my legs. For nearly a year I was bedridden, and it became clear to me that this was chastening from the Lord for my ungodly response. My family diligently cared for me during this time. My son-in-law, a doctor, did his very best to help me, but to no avail. Then in 1999 a Christian evangelist came to our region to hold special church services. My husband had become deeply saddened and frustrated by my physical condition, and he informed me that he was arranging for me to see a traditional folk healer on the coming Saturday. I told him, “I don’t want that. If you want to help me, please just take me to church—to the last service with the evangelist on Saturday.” He looked at me and said, “You need to make a choice. You can decide to pray or do something that will really help you.” He said this because he did not believe prayer would help. I told him that I chose prayer. He then answered, “Well, may your God heal you.” On Saturday I was taken to church where I heard the Word of God. On the following Tuesday I woke up in the morning with an amazing thought running through my mind. “I’m going to stand up today!” And then I did in fact stand up and walk outside where I soaked in the beauty of a summer day and deeply breathed the fresh air. God had indeed raised me up! My husband was incredulous. He just stared at me, and then said, “Why, you’re walking!” I answered, “Yes. My God has healed me!” I gave him a Bible which he began to read, and in time I had the joy of praying with my husband as he repented of his sins and received salvation in Christ. I continued to grow as a believer, and my life was filled with new purpose and meaning. I soon noticed that many people at my church were actively involved in different kinds of ministries. It seemed that everyone was involved in some kind of work for the Lord, and I also desired to do something for Him with my life. Our pastor frequently encouraged us to seek direction from the Lord for the ministry that He wanted us to do, and he assured us that God had work for everyone. “If you don’t yet see what ministry the Lord wants you to fulfill,” the pastor would say, “then just wait on the Lord, and He will show you.” I was not aware that I possessed any special gift, and my faith was very weak, but one day as I listened to people read poetry during the church service, I thought, “Now, reading poetry! That is something that I can do!” Then the question occurred to me, “Where will I find poetry to read?” An older sister in the Lord was sitting in front of me, and she had a little book of Christian poetry from which she would often read to the congregation. I asked her, “Can I have your book, so that I can use some of those poems, too?” She smiled at me and replied, “I’m sorry, but I’m going to use all those poems myself!” I began searching and found another book of poetry. I was disappointed when one of the women at the church informed me that all of those poems had already been recited during the services. I then decided that since there seemed to be no other options I would try to write something myself with the Lord’s help. I did, and that desire was blessed by God and turned into several entire books of poetry for adults and children! These volumes of Christian poetry that the Lord has given me have now circulated and been a blessing to many. As I look back on my journey, I am amazed that God reached down his hand to me in the depths of my despair some years ago. He found me with a broken heart, a broken family, and a broken life. But thanks to Him, He has changed all of that by healing my brokenness. He has placed such joy and love in my heart that I now find pleasure in expressing my feelings in the poetry I write. Truly, because of Jesus Christ, I have journeyed from a world of depressing problems to a world of joyful poetry. “Delivered From Addiction” Posted by convertedtochrist in "Delivered From Addiction", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “Delivered from Addiction” Svetlana Nikitina Slovyansk, Ukraine I was born in Russia in 1977 in the town of Azov near the Azov Sea. I was an only child, and my father died of alcoholism when I was only eleven years old. Life was hard for my mother and me, but we were very close. I was a very good pupil in school, had lots of friends, and always seemed to be a leader. Our country was governed by an atheistic philosophy at the time, and our family was not at all religious. I do remember that my grandfather was a Russian Orthodox believer, and his kind and gentle lifestyle made a distinct impression on me as a child. I believe that he prayed for his children and grandchildren. As I entered my teenage years, I had to decide what path I would take in life. I looked for something different than the old-fashioned soviet ways of my parents. I loved to study and was interested in philosophy. I read a lot of different literature including new age books. Anything new, wild, and different fascinated me. Although I was a good student, I felt a great drawing toward an unrestrained lifestyle. I remember that fateful day in my life, when for the very first time, I watched my friends using drugs. I wanted to be a part of what was happening, and so I asked them for some of their drugs. This was the beginning of the downward direction of my life. As I built friendships with people who were involved in all kinds of godless activities, I also became heavily entangled in the web of alcohol, drugs, and free love that made up that culture. My friends and I experimented with various types of drugs. By this time, I was living in a dormitory and studying at the university away from my home town. In spite of my wild living, I still managed to continue my education and graduate from the Rostov-On-The-Don University with a degree in economics. After graduation I took a job as an economist in a large tobacco company in Rostov. I was making good money and seemed to have a successful career ahead, except for the fact that I continued to experiment more and more with heavier drugs. Soon it became obvious that I had a serious addiction. My mother and other decent people in my life saw the changes in me that were becoming more and more evident. They tried to warn me, but my drug dependence made me deaf to their warnings. I actually began to steal money from my coworkers to feed my drug habit, and my employers’ every effort to talk with me failed. Finally I was told to either resign or I would be fired. After loosing my job, I began selling drugs on the streets. In my desperation to obtain drug money I even resorted to stealing. All sense of morality and conscience were lost as the drug addiction wrapped its oppressive tentacles around my life. There were times that I felt so overwhelmed that I would decide to seek help. I enrolled in a drug rehabilitation center but soon returned to my drugs. On another occasion I tried a private clinic but to no avail. I tried various medications, but none of them brought the deliverance I needed. I had problems with the law and could have ended up in prison many times, but I somehow always managed to escape from such a fate. When I moved back to my hometown of Azov, I discovered that a new Christian drug rehabilitation center had been built there. The workers from the center were involved in street evangelism as well as house to house visitation. These Christians spoke with me periodically on the streets and even visited my home. I was very skeptical at first and didn’t believe that my life could be changed by the message that they shared, but I listened because there was no where else to turn. My health and life were destroyed, I couldn’t eat, I had lost weight dramatically, and my nervous system was shattered. I had sold almost every possession that I owned. My mother suffered greatly as she saw my life deteriorating. When she met people from the Christian drug rehabilitation center, she began to hope that I could get help through them. She became involved with a small group from the center and was very open to what they shared. She made many endeavors to get me involved with them. Sometimes I would agree with what she had to tell me, but at other times, we would get into an argument, and I would continue on in my destructive lifestyle. One day I attended a small group and talked with the leader of this drug rehab center. I heard the testimony of how God changed his life as well as the stories of others. He tried to convince me that there was hope in Christ. He said, “Aren’t you tired of this lifestyle?” I said, “Of course.” He told me, “Let’s try something. In my hometown of Slavyonsk, Ukraine, there is already a well-established ministry among drug addicts. Why don’t you agree to go there, get away from your old life here, and become involved with a church and a rehab ministry in that city?” Surprising even myself, I agreed, and in April of 2003, I moved to the rehab center in Slovyansk. I immediately felt better in such a wonderful atmosphere. The withdrawal period is often very difficult for drug addicts, and when I had previously tried to quit on my own, I had always experienced horrible withdrawal symptoms. But I was amazed to find that when I moved to the Slovyansk rehab center, I didn’t suffer from these terrible withdrawal symptoms. The believers there had told me that God was almighty and could deliver me not only from the drug addiction but also from the terrible effects of withdrawal! I decided for the very first time to attend a small evangelical church. I had already been told much about the grace of God, so I understood my need to repent and receive salvation. At the end of the service I went forward to pray, knowing that I needed God, for I had seen through the power of God already demonstrated in my life that I could trust Him. That day I surrendered my life to Him. Immediately after my prayer of repentance and acceptance of Christ as my Savior, I felt a wonderful joy and peace in my heart along with a sense of true deliverance and freedom! I suddenly felt like a little child again, like there was Someone who would always take care of me! I truly knew that I was born-again! I soon became involved in a Baptist church, and within a few months, in August of 2003, I was baptized. During this time I met Sergei who became my husband. We were married in May of 2004, and although he was also originally from Russia, we decided to stay and raise our family in the land of our spiritual rebirth. The changes in my life have been evident. I have been delivered from all addictions. I have recovered my health, and even though I had been told that my substance abuse would prevent me from having children, God has overruled that, and today we have a beautiful family. Our first child, Gabriel, was a special gift from God. And then, because my husband worked in a children’s shelter and saw many needy children, the Lord gave us a special desire to help a child who did not have a mother or father. When Gabriel had to be hospitalized with a illness, we met a little orphan girl at the hospital named Vika, the same age as Gabriel. We began to help her and eventually adopted her. We later had another beautiful son, Nikita. God has truly blessed our lives! I have found that my primary ministry is to my family: my husband and our three children. But I also have a good job as an economist, and I participate in the ladies ministry in our church. It is truly wonderful what God can do! He can change the hardest person and transform the worst life. He can solve what appear to be unsolvable problems while giving hope and assurance both for this life and for the next. When I was young, I had heard the phrase that “a wise man learns from the mistakes of others.” I hope that people will see my life and my wasted years and learn from my mistakes so that they can find salvation and purpose in life before they make the blunders that I did. For those who have already chosen the path of sin, I am living proof that God can work miracles to deliver the sinner from the addictions of sin. My restored health, my husband and lovely children, and the peace and joy within me are living proofs of God’s love and miraculous power. I urge you to turn to Him today for the help you need. “He Healed My Soul!” Posted by convertedtochrist in "He Healed My Soul!", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “He Healed My Soul!” Sergei Petkievski Kherson, Ukraine I was born in 1967 in a village in the Kherson region of Ukraine. I was brought up as a typical Soviet in an ordinary Ukrainian village. The only thing I ever heard regarding religion was the negative propaganda that the communist party taught us about believers. I remember how my grandmother, an orthodox believer, knelt before her icons each evening to pray. Soviet propaganda was very effective, however, and we would mock her and laugh at her faith. Our parents observed this, but as unbelievers themselves, they never forbid our disrespect. After eighth grade, I went to the city to study at a technical school. Eventually I graduated as an auto mechanic. As a teenager, I developed a rather cruel nature. I loved to fight. From my viewpoint the world was divided between the weak and the strong. I’m not sure where I obtained this idea, perhaps from my surroundings, but I believed that only the strongest would survive. I was confident that God did not exist, and that success and happiness in life depended completely on me. Many times the police came to our dormitory before Christmas and asked us troublemakers, “How would you like to do some fighting tonight? You’re always fighting with each other for no reason. Well, we’ve got a proposition for you.” We listened eagerly as they told us how both the Orthodox Christians as well as the Christian “sectarians” would gather for special church services and would try to ruin the youth through their religious propaganda. They informed us that they would surround the churches and try to allow only the elderly to attend. But if the younger people would insist on going to church, the police did not have the right to harm them. “That’s where you come in,” they laughed. “You’ll be our second line of defense, and you have our permission to beat up any youth that try to get through to church!” They treated us to vodka, and we cheerfully went out and did our “duty.” I eventually joined the army and did well. I was assigned as a sailor in the Soviet Northern Fleet, close to the border with Norway, and near Murmansk. Until this time, I believed what I had always been taught about the experience and organization of the Soviet military, but during my service in the cold and depressing atmosphere of the far north, I began to see things more cynically. Alcoholism was rampant even among the officers, and patriotism for soviet idealism barely existed. Several of our senior commanders had been sent to this harsh outpost because of disciplinary action, and the morale was low among our ranks. A good salary was the primary motivation for soviet officers in the Northern Fleet. During the mid-1980s the Soviet Union was shipping vast amounts of arms and military supplies to help the communists in Angola, Africa. We learned that our ship was being deployed in two months, but we were dismayed to find out that our beloved port-minesweeping ship commander was being demoted and replaced. He was, I believed, one of the best and most honest captains in the Northern Fleet. His dismissal was the final blow to any respect I felt for the Soviet military. Even more disillusioning was that our new captain was a heavy drinking, dishonest careerist. It was my second year on the ship, so I influenced other sailors, and several of us decided to do something about the new captain. Before deportation, a ship and its crew underwent a series of assignments and practiced training to prepare for active duty. My friends and I decided that we would try to disrupt and undermine the success of these maneuvers so that the blame would fall upon the new captain. Hopefully he would be replaced and our old commander would be reinstated. However, our officers soon learned who was behind our foolish subversion and warned that they would make life hard for us. Any formal discipline was out of the question by this time, for we were already preparing to embark, and there was concern about doing anything that would interfere with our departure. But on the night before our ship was to leave, the officers ordered us to bring a delivery of rockets into the cargo bay. Each rocket was heavy, about 80 kilograms a piece. Under normal conditions a truck would have brought them up the pier to the ship where a crane would have lowered them on deck, and they would have been taken below. It was already late on this bitterly cold, snowy night, and no one was sent to clean snow off the docks. The truck was only able to park about 100 meters from the ship, and we were ordered to go and haul the rockets by hand into our ship. So we did our job, working in the bitterly cold weather for hours until we were blue with cold. We finished very late, and the officers were inside the ship partying and drinking before our departure the next day. We asked them for some alcohol, even just to rub on our skin after the bitter cold, but they scoffed at us and told us to get out. My friends had some Soviet cologne (which was mostly alcohol), and they rubbed it on their legs and arms and then added water to it and drank some to warm up. They urged me to do the same, but I refused, having once before in my life become very sick from doing that. We went to bed in our warm sleeping quarters, but I lay all night shivering and cold, unable to sleep. I didn’t realize it at the time, but my feet had been severely frostbitten. It wasn’t until about four days after our ship left for Angola that I began to notice a strange pain in my feet. I endured it. A week later I noticed some dark spots appearing under my toe nails. Before I did anything about it, I made another poor choice that would have further consequences. On our ship, provisions were divided by those designated for officers and those designated for sailors. One of our favorite treats that we received were cans of sweetened, condensed milk. We knew that it was on board, for several of us had carried it and stowed it in the hold. At this time, in the Soviet Union, there were shortages of many things, including sweetened, condensed milk. Knowing this, our captain and officers decided to secretly keep it for their own families and lied that there was no sweetened, condensed milk on board. We were angry at this unfairness, and several of us decided to do something about it. So one evening we broke into the storeroom and took as much milk as we could hide. We thought that we were setting things right and were proud of ourselves. We enjoyed this delicacy and began sharing it with other sailors, warning them to keep quiet about it, since it rightfully belonged to them as well. There was an informer among us, however, and it wasn’t long before our officers learned of our actions and informed the crew that that we were thieves. We were disciplined, and this incident did nothing to improve my standing with our ship’s officers. It was during this time that my feet were hurting badly enough that I felt impelled to report my condition. I was dismissed with a scoff and a sarcastic remark about the probable affect of so much sweetened condensed milk on my body. Without treatment my condition steadily worsened. By the time we neared Africa, one of my big toes was almost completely black, and I was in constant, horrific pain. The ship’s medic refused every request that I made for pain medication, lying to me that there were no such medications on board. Finally the pain drove me to the desperate point that I confronted him alone. When he again refused, I attacked him and began to beat him mercilessly, even threatening to kill him if he wouldn’t give me the pain relievers. Finally, he told me why he hadn’t given me anything. He said that he was under orders from the captain and officers who were now realizing how serious my condition was. They could only release pain medication to me by logging documents showing that they had someone sick aboard. However, by logging these documents, an inquiry would almost certainly be made as to why, knowing such an ill sailor was aboard, yet they avoided every chance during the voyage to acquire medical help for me on other medically equipped ships. The officers knew that an acknowledgment of my condition would implicate their negligence. Our ship had previously passed a hospital ship, but as revenge for my insubordination, the officers refused to acknowledge my illness. Realizing how serious my condition was, it was too late for them to save face. I suddenly realized that my officers had no intention of helping me get treatment because of what it would mean for them. They would be punished by acknowledging my condition, and yet my condition was becoming an increasingly serious liability to their successful mission. I was confused what to do about this now, and yet it also explained the new way that I was being treated. I was never even disciplined for beating up the medic, although he was an officer (and his face was black and blue). Instead, several of the officers spoke with me in a conciliatory way. They explained that there was nothing that could be done now, and that if I would just endure and be patient, they would give me and my friends special treatment for the remainder of the mission, after which I would be immediately sent to get the best medical care. They convinced me to believe what I hoped was true, that this was not really serious, and back in Russia I would quickly get better with proper treatment. So during our brief docking in Conakry, Guinea, I was allowed on shore and given many special privileges. Although in constant pain, I was still unaware of the seriousness of my condition and was foolishly convinced that I was getting a good bargain. As the months of our voyage passed, and we neared our final destination back in the frigid waters of North Russia, I was barely able to stand. I would hobble around the best I could, but my feet were terribly diseased. Back in port, I was quickly and quietly discharged and sent to a hospital. The doctors at the Northern Fleet Hospital sent me to a medical center at Murmansk, and from there I was sent to Moscow. I was told that the untreated frostbite had so diseased my feet that the closing of the blood vessels would eventually continue to spread up my legs and possibly to other limbs. I underwent an operation in Moscow to neutralize a nerve that affected the hardening of my blood vessels. Although this gave some temporary relief, I later learned that this was a terribly outdated, inept, and dangerous way to treat my condition. After a month in the hospital, I was sent home, still limping but able to walk. In spite of these humbling events in my life, my own heart problem had not changed. Officially, I was given the status of “handicapped,” but my inner pride and anger were a greater handicap than any physical disability. In my distorted view of life, I viewed nearly every doctor and authority whom I encountered with the same disdain that I had previously possessed toward my ship’s commander. I became deeply bitter and angry about what had happened to me, often wishing that I could go back and exact revenge upon those who had wronged me. Much would still need to happen in my life before I would come to a place of humility before God. I had always planned to go to the army, return home, work hard, marry my girlfriend, and have a happy life. Now that idealistic dream was threatened, yet I tried to make it come true. After marrying my girlfriend against the wishes of her mother, we managed to get an apartment, but our marriage lasted only a short time, and we divorced. My physical condition rapidly worsened, and being the tumultuous era of perestroika, quality medical care and availability of medication were hard to find. The doctors warned me that one of my feet would need to be amputated, but I could not accept it and felt that it would be like the end of my life. I had heard that the quality of medical care in Israel was very good, and began to imagine that if I could just get to Israel, my physical problems could be solved. Just before my divorce, I had been in line to receive a larger apartment, but our break up jeopardized my plans. I had hoped to get the apartment, sell it, and use the money to move to Israel. I had already “bought” documents claiming that I was Jewish so that I could move to Israel. Now that I was no longer married, I was in danger of the Soviet government denying me of a larger apartment. I decided that I needed to somehow get married quickly! A friend of mine introduced me to an acquaintance, a divorced lady with a young child. She was opening a small sewing business and needed some money, so I offered her a sum of money to marry me so that I could get my apartment. We agreed to quickly get a divorce when the process was completed. Although I hadn’t planned on being married again, since part of my bitterness and anger in life was toward woman as well as nearly everyone else, I found myself with a new family. Strangely enough, even after the apartment was obtained and we could have broken off our “business agreement,” Marina and I stayed together, having become attached to one another during that time. By the time my wife and I arrived in Israel, I had dangerous, fast-growing gangrene infection in one of my feet. I learned that free medical care was only available to Israeli citizens. My situation was becoming desperate. I was out of money and very sick even though I was trying to speed up the process of gaining citizenship. In my efforts to get into a hospital, I heard about a catholic priest who might be able to help get me in for a consultation at a nearby hospital in Haifa. On the way to his church for an appointment with the priest, our car broke down making us several hours late. Finally arriving for our appointment, I was amazed to find the priest still waiting for us expectantly at the gate, even though he, himself, was very weak himself with a high temperature and sick from a severe cold. I was immediately amazed at the thoughtfulness of this man. His first words were, “Are you believers?” Although I was completely irreligious, I answered, “I’m orthodox.” He smiled and said, “Then you are my brother! God is one! We should help one another, and I have a friend who works at the hospital and can get you in.” When the priest informed me that I would still need to pay for the consultation, I truthfully answered that I was out of money. To my shock, he reached into his wallet and handed me the four hundred shekels that I would need. I stuttered, “But how will I pay you back?” The priest gently answered, “Don’t worry, God will take care of it.” I was so impressed! Obviously, this was not a wealthy man, yet he had so freely and joyfully given to me, a stranger. For the first time in my life, the thought occurred to me, as I looked at that man that God must exist. For only God could inspire such kindness and unselfish generosity. After my consultation at the hospital, I was dejected to learn that the major surgery that I would need would cost over $40,000 unless I was an Israeli citizen. My citizenship documents were still not processed, however, and my gangrene was spreading fast. The doctors told me that my situation was so critical that, unless something was done in the next three days, I would likely die of the infection. My only option was to return to Ukraine, and so we immediately boarded an airplane to Odessa, where I began to undergo a series of major operations. First one foot was amputated. Then, when it was discovered that gangrene was in the other foot, it, too, was amputated. From this point on, I entered a period of my life, for about nine years, when I practically lived in the hospital, only coming home for brief periods of time. Further amputations followed, higher and higher up my legs, and then it was discovered that the infection had spread to my hands. From the very beginning of this process, I tried to keep an optimistic outlook. “It’s all right,” I assured myself, “Even without a foot or a leg, I’ll be able to manage.” I did my best, but as I battled the disease throughout the years, and I lost more and more of my limbs, I also began to lose hope. I was increasingly desperate to find some meaning for my existence, and some way to just make ends meet. Earlier, when I had just come back from the military, I had been involved in some drug dealing and other such illegal operations, and now my old acquaintances asked me to help by selling shipments of marijuana. I could do it from my home, collecting money and distributing the drugs. I began to think that this was a solution to my money problems, but no sooner had I begun this work then the disease flared up again and I was in the hospital for more amputations. God, in His mercy, was bringing me to a place of humility and complete brokenness so that I could turn to Him. He was taking from me every means of depending upon myself. One of the most fearful moments was when most of my right hand had to be amputated. The realization of my helplessness began to sink in to my consciousness. I could not longer even hold a gun! I was losing control. Marina was already at the end of herself, as well, and I couldn’t work or help our family in any way. We had sold everything we could sell, and almost all the money we had was spend on vodka and opiates that could give me some relief from the constant pain. As the hopelessness and desperation of my condition settled upon me, I decided that the only way of escape would be to end my life. One evening, I waited until night when my wife was sleeping, and I tied together a rope out of bandage wrappings. It was a challenging process, as my fingers on one hand were already completely gone. With my one good hand, however, I tied my makeshift rope to a heating pipe in our apartment, and fastened the other end around my neck. Anticipating the end of my sufferings, I leaned forward, the rope tightening around my neck, and everything slowly darkened as I lost consciousness. Suddenly I became aware of someone slapping my face and screaming at me. It was my Marina, who had awoken and prevented me from carrying out my plan. She was deeply shaken and immediately packed her bags to leave and called my mother to come and stay with me. “I can’t take this anymore,” she cried. “If you’re going to kill yourself, then do it when I’m not here.” After two weeks, my mother had to go back to the village and Marina did return. And the surgeries and amputations continued. On one particular occasion, when the fingers on one of my hands were literally rotting away, I came to the hospital only to be told that there was absolutely no medical supplies available to operate. On one hand, I still had some fingers, and so while my wife slept, I used my operable hand to literally cut away and amputated what was left of the diseased fingers on my other hand, trying not scream from the pain and awaken Marina. I had overlooked one thing, however, and the next day, when she was emptying the garbage pail, she was horrified to see my fingers in with the trash. In hysterics, she rushed to the hospital and told them what I was doing, begging them to help. They answered, “Well, if he’s doing it himself, then bring him in – we’ll try to do what needs to be done.” I was in the hospital for about a year that time, and by the time I was released, much of my legs were gone and most of my hands. However, the disease seemed to have stopped spreading and so, for the first time in years, I faced an interval of time at home. Now, I faced a new and growing battle with depression. I was literally helpless. I stared at the four walls around me and had no idea what to do with myself. During the past year in the hospital, I thought that I would surely die on the operating table. I knew the statistics of people who faced as many amputations and operations as I had faced, and I didn’t think that I would be able to survive so long. I had watched many in the hospital with me die. Yet, I had survived, and now my life of torture and suffering was continuing. Although I had given up on the idea of suicide after my failed attempt, yet my deepest desire was still to die and end all of this horror. Our family was in deep financial distress at this time, as well, and one day I received a welcome invitation from an acquaintance of mine. He worked at a sugar factory, and part of his salary was sugar. He suggested that we travel to the village where I was from and introduce him to someone with whom he could trade some of his sugar for pork. So, we did just that, and were able to trade his sugar for two butchered pigs. More than half of one of the pigs, he gave to me, and when I brought it home, my wife was amazed to see the huge quantity of meat lying on our table! We were truly hungry, and so my wife immediately began to prepare us something to eat. She was almost finished preparing the meal when a friend of my wife and another woman dropped in for a visit. They were shocked to see our table full of meat, and we invited them to sit and enjoy it with us. Our guest had brought with them a bottle of vodka, and we sat, talked and visited. As the conversation warmed up and became more animated, the woman that had come with my wife’s friend suddenly looked at me and said “You know, you really should go to church!” I was amazed to hear her say that, and she continued, “I was there once, and the people were so kind and different from everybody else. You should visit them sometime!” I laughed incredulously and said, “What? How would I even get there?” “Oh, don’t worry,” she answered, “I know those people. They would come and help you, and bring you to church.” “But I have no money!” I answered back. After pausing for a moment, she said, “I really don’t think that they would want any money from you.” “I don’t know,” I answered, thinking back to my days in technical school when I had beaten and harassed believers. “I’ll think about it.” On the next Sunday, Marina and I decided to try a service, and our acquaintance arranged for a man from the church to come and pick us up. At the church, I carefully studied the people that were there, especially the ones with the warm, joyful eyes who talked so much about Christ suffering for them. On the one hand, that kind of talk made me angry, for I thought to myself, “I have suffered! No one had suffered for me!” The people were very kind and receptive to me, however, and welcomed me, sharing their testimonies of how Christ had changed their lives. Yet it was all so new for me and I still could not understand anything. They had give me a Bible and I decided that the first step was to start reading the New Testament which they had marked for me. As I read, I faced a storm of emotions. Sometimes, I would see answers presented to questions that I had asked many times in my life. At other times, I would become confused and upset by things that I couldn’t understand. Wanting to approach the subject fairly, I also read what Soviet authors had written against religion and compared that to what I found in the Bible. I wrote down all of my questions, and all the while, I also allowed believers from the church to pick me up and take me to services. As I listened to the sermons at church, I would come up with a litany of questions that would come to mind. Yet, to my amazement, when I approached a minister with these questions, they were always answered in a wise, clear manner, leaving me with very little to say. For about a year, I attended church and questioned the believers in this way, trying to find some way to show that they were wrong. My own nature of pride and animosity longed to prove that these people couldn’t be who they really seemed to be. I especially paid close attention to any hypocrisy I might be able to find in the lives of the believers that would give me reason to believe that their Bible and their God hadn’t really changed them. But as I questioned and observed, everything worked against me. Then, one day, I sat in church and realized that I had no questions left to ask. When the invitation was given to come forward, repent, and receive salvation from sin, I wanted to go, but something held me back. When I was home, though, I did pray in my heart and repent of my sinful life. My wife, at this time, was no longer coming to church with me, and that was a difficult thing for me. Everyone had forsaken me during my lowest points in life, but she had always come back to me, although she would occasionally leave out of frustration for a day or two. However, she had seen a change take place in me during my time of attending church. Whereas she had always been the only devotion of my life, now she observed that something else was occupying my devotion, as well. One day, when we were invited to the birthday of her friend, I knew what kind of partying would occur, and I declined to go. She was angry and frustrated, and exclaimed, “There it is! That sect has already done it’s work on you.” After arguing for some time, she finally demanded, “You must decide – either me, or God! Which is it going to be?” My answer shot back before I even could think, “All right then, I choose God.” I said those words more to make her angry than anything, and it had that effect.” “There is food enough in that refrigerator for three days,” she stated coldly. “I’ll be back in a week, and then we’ll talk about this again – either me, or God.” With those words, she left, slamming the door behind her. After she left, I cried, looking at my hands which were still bandaged from a recent operation. However, after some time, I consoled myself, convincing myself that everything would be all right. Growing hunger, I pulled myself over to the refrigerator and tried to take the pot of soup in my hands. It was so painful for my hands, however, that I dropped the whole pot and it spilled everywhere. Most of my three day supply of food was now gone. As I sat alone during those days in my apartment, I prayed, “God, I chose you. I repented of my sins and gave my life to you. What will become of me now? Where are you?” My wife had warned her son, my stepson, not to help me, but when he stopped by to feed his rabbits at our house, he did bring me some food, and I saw immediately that this was an answer to my prayer! God hadn’t forsaken me. I cried very rarely in my life, but I did cry then, and prayed, “God, you didn’t forget about me. I doubted your care, but now I see that you do love me!” I had always been so full of pride. I always felt that I could somehow manage and do what I put my mind to, but as I looked at my present situation, and even the dirty dishes on my table, I realized that I was truly helpless. Once again, I cried out to God for help. The next morning, several ladies from the church stopped by, knowing nothing of the events that had transpired, and when they saw my situation, they immediately set up a schedule for Christians to come and visit me, to help prepare my food and to clean my apartment. With my permission, believers from the church even began having Bible studies at my home. When my wife returned after a week, she was shocked to walk into a clean house. She opened the door of the refrigerator and slammed it shut when she saw the meals prepared. “Fine then!” were the only words she spoke to me, “Go ahead and sit alone with your God.” Then, she left. She returned several times over the next few weeks to argue, and sometimes she had obviously been drinking. Now, one of the Christians who was visiting me to help me happened to be a dentist, and I knew that Marina needed dental work. This Christian woman, when she found out about this, decided to pay Marina a visit at her sewing business, not to talk about God, but just to put in an order to have a skirt made. However, when the time came to pay, she suggested that, rather than just pay cash, Marina come to her to have some dental work. And so, the dentist would get sewing work done and Marina would get work done on her teeth. It was a good arrangement, and allowed this Christian dentist to build a friendship and influence with Marina. One day, she approached Marina and told her that she needed some help. She shared with her that her mother had just passed away, and that she could use some assistance with the funeral as well as the presence of her friend during this time. Marina agreed, and was able to observe a Christian funeral from the start to the finish. She was deeply moved by the experience! Never had she seen such a funeral, without the hopelessness and oppression that usually marked such occasions. Instead, there was such peace, order, and talk of the reunion that would take place in heaven! The believers from the church pitched in with great love and concern and helped to prepare the meal and make it easier for the grieving ones. It amazed Marina to observe this, as she had recently had a funeral among her relatives and had seen the contrast. After the funeral, Marina stayed with Ludmila, the dentist, for a long time and they talked and shared together. After this experience, Marina went to church and received Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior. Many of the believers wept with joy to see a woman come to God who had been such a bitter enemy of the faith. We had been officially divorced by this time, but she returned to me and asked me if we could start our relationship again. We were remarried, and little by little, she grew in the Lord, gave up her old lifestyle, and we became a true, Christian family. However, I was still weak spiritually. Perhaps much of my conversion to Christ had been a result of the convenience of this new way of life, but deep in my heart, I still had not experienced the deep change of heart that God wanted for me. At this time, there was another very serious flare up of my disease, and the operation that was done on me was executed very poorly. It was so bad that I called my wife and asked her to take me home. I allowed this experience and some other events in my life at this time to discourage my relationship with God, and I stopped attending church. The infection in my legs continued to worsen, however, and my health deteriorated rapidly. Finally, one day, our dentist friend, Ludmila, paid us a visit and spent a long time speaking with us. She urged me to go to another hospital where there was a doctor she knew who was a Christian. At last, I agreed. When the medical personnel at this new hospital viewed my condition, they informed me that I would need an immediate, complete amputation of my leg. This was already my 25th operation, and as I went into surgery, I thought that I would surely die. When I awoke after the operation, I was staring at a clock and realized that it had been an entire day. I couldn’t feel anything, and tubes and medication were connected to me everywhere. I knew that something was seriously wrong, and finally learned my kidneys had shut down and my heart was ready to give out. Suddenly, instead of being happy that the end of all my earthly suffering might be near, I found myself terrified. I knew that I was not ready to meet God. I especially remembered a terrible argument that I had with my brother when I had even threatened to kill him if I ever saw him again. I was filled with dread as I realized that my spiritual sickness was far more serious than my physical sickness. If I died, I would be in hell. I told the Christian doctor who was attending me, “This medication is fogging my mind and there is so much activity and confusion around me, please disconnect me from all of this and take me to a quiet place so that I can pray and prepare myself to enter eternity with a clear mind, because I am not ready.” He told me, “Sergei, this medication is the only thing that is keeping your heart beating! If I disconnect you, you’ll die!” I answered, “Doctor, if you don’t disconnect me, I’ll disconnect myself. I can’t think clearly with this medication! I can’t pray, but I know that I need to pray before I die!” Finally, they had no choice, and with the difficult assent of my relatives, the doctor very reluctantly disconnected me and moved me to a private room to be alone for a few minutes. There, alone, for the first time in my life, I truly prayed to God with all my heart. I humbled myself completely before God, begged His forgiveness, and then cried out to him to spare my life, if it be His will, so that I might, at least, reconcile with my brother whom I had offended. Before, I had always come before God on some of my own terms, but now my heart was truly broken and humbled before Him. When the doctor returned to my room, he was amazed to see that my heart was still beating normally! During the following days, God brought to my mind so many people whom I had offended and of whom I needed to ask forgiveness, and He immediately began to give me opportunities to humble myself before others and apologize for my wrongs. I was still in the hospital, and my kidneys were still not functioning properly. I couldn’t hold down any liquids. Suddenly, one day, the door opened, and to my amazement, my brother, Sasha, whom I had offended, stood before me. In his hand was a can of Coca-Cola. I could see that he was very tense, but he walked up to me, opened the can, and muttered, “Here, would you like some cola?” I hadn’t been able to hold down any liquids, but I was afraid to reject him and see him leave before I could reconcile with him. I nodded, and he poured me some cola, and sat down across from me. I sipped the cola, and amazingly, it stayed down. Then, I asked my brother’s forgiveness, and we enjoyed some special moments of reconciling before he had to leave. After this, my kidneys began working again, and after two weeks, my doctor told me, “I tried my best to save you, but in all my experience, I’ve never seen anything like this! God has truly saved you apart from anything I could have done.” I had more operations after this, including a lengthy stay at an excellent hospital in Moscow. There, God provided for me in a wonderful way by giving me care better than I could have received anywhere else. I could have never afforded this, but my case was so amazing to them that they allowed me to stay and be treated without pay so that they could study me. By this time, I was growing spiritually, and God was giving me wonderful opportunities to witness to people about His salvation, even in the hospital, where other patients were amazed at the peace that God had brought to my life and the blessing of a wife who stood by me in love throughout it all. When they left, they would say, “Seeing you has given me hope!” At home, I was leading a Bible study group and becoming involved in other aspects of church ministry. I was also learning how to adapt to my physical condition of having no legs and only the thumbs of my hands. Using my mechanic training and the help of friends, I was able to create tools, a workshop, welding equipment and even a car that were specially designed to my needs and enabled me to work. I took Bible courses through distance learning and became involved in our choir, which had been a desire of mine for a long time. As our financial stability improved, the Lord began to lay upon our hearts another desire. I had asked my wife about adopting one of the many abandoned children that are in Ukraine, and she had initially been reluctant. However, she began helping a Christian ministry that found homes for orphans and through this work, she visited many orphanages. One day, she came home in tears and showed me a photograph of a beautiful little boy. She told me, “Just imagine, Sergei, this boy’s mother hung herself, and he was the one who found her body. And then, after the mother’s funeral, his grandfather took him in. And then, in a fit of depression, the grandfather took his life by shooting himself. Now, this boy is alone.” Then, she looked at me, and asked, “Could we adopt him?” I readily agreed, and we brought five year old Roma home to be our son! Now, we are also involved in a ministry to serve and help invalids and handicapped people in our area. We visit ten people regularly, and try to meet whatever needs that they have. We are presently saving money to open a special home for invalids where we can bring them in and help them feel the love and care of Christ through our lives. Sometimes I become so tired in my ministry, and can barely crawl into bed at night. Then, I look at my life and the amazing health that God has given me over the past years to do His will! And when I think of what I once was, I have new energy and motivation to continue to work for the Lord so that other people who are as hopeless as I was will not end up in hell. I was so stubborn and prideful, but God changed me. I can truthfully say that if I was offered my feet and hands back, I would not trade them for the joy and purpose that I now have in my life! “The Prodigal Comes Home” Posted by convertedtochrist in "The Prodigal Comes Home", Testimonies on July 19, 2011 “The Prodigal Comes Home” Peter Uzunov Sarata, Ukraine I was born in 1960 to a family that had divided religious loyalties. My father attended a Baptist church while my mother claimed to be an Orthodox Christian. My father was the one who took the greatest interest in my spiritual welfare. He strongly desired that I would come to faith in Christ and often took me to church, where I learned Christian songs and Bible verses. My attention to these matters dissipated soon after I started attending school. By the time I was seven years of age, I was attracted to the Soviet system of which my friends were all a part. School excited me with its young communist organization called “Pioneers”. As I grew older, I further rejected the Christian influence of home as I went to dance halls and partied with my friends. I began to live by the philosophy: “eat, drink, and be merry.” I was a very good student in school and gave myself to the study of atheistic literature, so that I could win the religious arguments I had with my father and other believers. I viewed Christians as uneducated and weak. I felt that if only people would get an education and study science, they would see the foolishness of religion. In fact, I truly felt that Christianity would someday be completely destroyed by science and reason. I also did all that I could to tear down the faith of my believing classmates. My antagonism toward religion deeply grieved my father. This led him to earnestly pray for me. In response to his spiritual concerns I spitefully tried to hurt him. For example, I proudly wore my red communist pioneer scarf and made sure to carefully adjust it before the mirror while he was near enough to observe me. On Sundays as my father was leaving for church services, I would stand on the street and embarrass him by shouting, “My father is a Baptist, and I, his son, am a communist activist!” In spite of my disrespectful behavior, my father never attacked me either physically or verbally. When my disrespect reached an intolerable limit, he would quietly leave the room. One day during a discussion with my father, he said to me, “Son, you have a sharp mind. You would make a great preacher.” I laughed scornfully, never dreaming that his words would some day come true. By age seventeen I moved to the city of Izmail to study in the Izmail State Pedagogical Institute. I wanted to become a teacher of the Russian language. There I continued my atheistic activism as a leader in the Komsomol Communist Youth Organization. As I studied classic Russian literature such as the writings of Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, and others, I noticed that many details and facts about their lives had been omitted from the Soviet history books, and most of these facts were related to these authors’ deeply held religious beliefs. This troubled me. I wondered why the Soviet government wasn’t being truthful with the facts. I was married during my third year of study, and when I graduated with high grades from the institute in 1981, I was sent as a teacher to the village of Vedinka in the Sarata region of Ukraine. I taught Russian while my wife taught English. Sometime after the birth of our first child, our family received a great blow. We discovered that our son had been born with severe cerebral palsy. He was badly paralyzed by this disease. We traveled to various hospitals trying to get help for him, but to no avail. Prior to this I possessed a strong faith in the power of man to accomplish just about anything, but now my faith was shaken. I had believed that knowledge itself could liberate man, fix his problems, and bring him meaning and purpose in life. As I wrestled with this grief in our family, slowly my ideology began to crumble. To drown my grief, I threw myself into my work with renewed energy and made it the focus of my life. I became known as an excellent teacher. Eventually, I won coveted educational awards, even in Kiev and Moscow. I won the prized “Evrika” teaching award for educators throughout the Soviet Union and became a member of the elite Soviet teachers’ club, “Creative Pedagogues.” In 1988 I was invited back to my alma mater to be the chairman of the teachers of the institute. I was also asked to teach a class on literature covering the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century. My focus was to examine the works of Tolstoy, Chekhov, and Dostoevsky. Accepting this position, I moved away from my village and lived in an apartment in the city by myself in order to focus on my work. In the meantime, I persisted in my battle against faith. I continued to reject belief in God, allowing the illness of my son to fuel my unbelief. If a God of love truly existed, how could He allow such evil and suffering in this world? My father continued his prayers for me, never losing hope that I would someday come to faith in Christ. As my teaching career continued, I became deeply troubled as I saw that the content of the education we were teaching our students contained a great degree of propaganda. The material was often censored. We were not allowed to present the true story behind the lives and deeply held religious beliefs of the classical authors. In fact, many of the teachers were not aware of this information; I only became cognizant of this as I looked deeper into the materials that we were allowed to access at special libraries for teachers. I compared the actual works of the classical Russian authors with the words of the Soviet literature critics, and I knew that there was a huge discrepancy. The reluctant realization dawned upon me that these authors truly were sincere believers in Jesus Christ, despite all that I had been taught and was expected to teach. I also had to read the Bible during this time, since there were so many citations from the scriptures in the writings of the classical authors. I was especially touched by the story of the prodigal son. All of this created a desire in me to more fully understand the psychology of man. I reasoned that the problems of humanity must be rooted in the wrong behavior of man, and according to my humanist reasoning, the cause of wrong behavior must be a lack of knowledge. As my fascination and study of psychology continued, my life suffered yet another serious blow. I received word that my father had died suddenly. I would need to travel from Izmail to Odessa to attend the funeral, but there was a problem. It was winter, and we were experiencing a terrible snowstorm. Bus service was suspended between Odessa and Izmail. I tried unsuccessfully for several hours in the cold to hitch a ride from passing cars. All at once I found myself praying to God, “Lord, if you still remember me, help me!” Finally late that night, a man stopped to pick me up. Interestingly, he was a Christian and a Baptist minister. As I began talking with this man, my heart grew heavy. I thought back to the story of the prodigal son and realized that I was like that son, with one difference: no longer could I return home to a living father and receive his forgiveness. I began asking myself why I had caused so much pain to the father who had so greatly loved me. I even repeated these words out loud and the driver heard me. He reminded me that people had treated Jesus the same way and then quoted the Scripture that says, “All have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” His words gripped my heart as he shared the gospel of Christ with me through the long hours as we drove that snowy night to Odessa. Sometime in the night he suggested that we pray the Lord’s Prayer, and I agreed to pray with him. It was a meaningful moment for me, one that I would never forget. It was still not a true conversion, for I had not allowed God to transform my heart and life. After the funeral I went back to my old ways of unbelief. In 1993 I graduated from the Odessa Institute of Psychology with specialization in practical educational psychology. I soon began a new job as a school psychologist, but now my own sinfulness began to take a darker turn. It soon became apparent that I was the one in need of psychological help. I was trying to help others, but in my sin, I desperately needed help. I would drink heavily on the weekends and my treatment of my wife and children was shameful. I could sense the alienation that I was creating in our relationships. I managed to keep my professional life looking good. I had a book of poetry published and was the head of a writer’s guild. But I had no self-control and brought grief to those close to me. Deeply disappointed with my life I even battled suicidal thoughts. The only thing that kept me going was my concern for my ill son. Then during the Christmas season of 2000, a terrifying thing happened to me. I dreamed the same dream three nights in a row. I could see my father standing between two white pillars, while he spoke to me in our native Bulgarian language. He was saying, “Come to me.” I was gripped with fear. I told my family, “I must go to church—to the church that my father attended.” My children thought that I was crazy, but my wife, who had lost all hope for me, said, “Go ahead. Maybe there you’ll become more like a human being.” So for the next two weeks, I went to church every day, even when there was no service. When there was a service, I would listen attentively and think about my soul. When there was no service, I would sit and talk with a deacon from the church who told me more about the way of God and righteousness. I found my father’s Bible and read it constantly. On Sunday, January 21, 2000, and I knew that my moment had come. I clutched my father’s Bible and walked to the front of the church. There I knelt and repented, praying and asking God to forgive me, save me, and make me His child. Almost immediately my family began noticing the difference in my life, and before long my wife and daughter also repented and received salvation. My son soon followed suit. In time other extended family members and friends began turning to the Lord as we prayed. What a change God brought to our family through His love and grace! Everything was different! I can’t imagine where we might be today, had God not shown us His marvelous mercy. Now since 2003, I have been a deacon in our church in Sarata, Ukraine. My family and I live on the church grounds, and we are joyfully serving the Lord in ministry through our church. After 25 years of teaching, I retired and this has enabled me to devote my time fully to ministry for the Lord. I am happy and feel like I have found purpose in life, but I do regret that I wasted so many years. I am convinced that my father’s prayers have been answered, and if he were here he would be very happy to see me living a Christian life. I still remember that day when I scornfully laughed at my father as he turned to me and said that someday I would make a good preacher of the gospel. I guess he got the last laugh.
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četvrtak, 21. studenoga 2019. Kuglof sa medom Strašno volim kuglofe. I kolače i modle. Mislim pa pogledajte koje sve divote od kalupa možete pronaći. Uglavnom ne kupujem više nove kalupe jer sam samo korak do toga da dobijem raskid ugovora o braku ukoliko doma donesem još koji kalup ili lonac ili nekakvi kuhinjski artikl. Ali zato imam divnu prijateljicu koja me opskrbljuje sa novim divnim artiklima za rođendan. Ženska solidarnost, kaj postoji bolje stvar na svijetu? Kada sam pekla ovaj kuglof imala sam manju nezgodu. Spekla sam kuglof, istresla ga na tanjur i oprala. Kalup za kuglof stoji u sudoperu i čeka da ga obrišem i spremim ali meni prije toga hitno treba nešto što sam oprala prije i tako kopam ja po sudoperu da pronađem taj artikl ( ne sjećam se kaj sam točno tražila). I dok ja kopam kalup pada. Naravno da ja podmećem nogu jer o ne koja bi to tragedija bila da kalup padne na pod. A taj kalup nije onaj klasični od tankog lima kakvi se mogu kupiti kod nas. Pozamašan je, od nekog boljeg materijala i nije baš lagan. I pada mi direktno na nožne prste. I odahnem ja, jeee spasila sam ga. Sljedećeg dana me bole prsti i mislim si ma sve ok tu me udario bude prošlo. Dva dana kasnije imam plavi nokat na nozi koji će otpasti a ako budem imala sreće do ljeta i doba sandalica i nalakiranih noktiju i narasti. Ali bitno da kalupu ništa nije. RECEPT: Recept za ispis 650 g brašna 1 prašak za pecivo 1 žličica sode bikarbone 4 žličice cimeta malo muškatnog oraščića 1 vanilin šećer 200 ml ulja 200 ml meda 3 jaja 200 ml jake kave sok i naribana korica 1 naranče 100 g sjeckanih oraha Zagrijete pećnicu na 180 C. Namastite i pobrašnite kalup za kuglof. Mikserom izmiješajte ulje, sok i naribanu koricu naranče, med, jaja i kavu. Prosijte brašno pomiješano sa praškom za pecivo i sodom bikarbonom. Umiješajte u smjesu tekućih sastojaka. Na kraju umiješajte začine i nasjeckane orahe. Pecite u prethodno zagrijanoj pećnici 1 sat. 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Moj brak od 12 godina protekao je bez poteškoća dok se moj muž nije počeo ženiti i napiti, to je njegovo ponašanje rastrgalo obitelj, tražio sam pomoć svugdje, ali svi moji napori nisu doveli do dobrog rezultata, čak smo išli kod nekog stručnjaka za pomoć, sav trud je bio otpad, ponašao se kao osoba koja je opsjednuta, ponedjeljkom popodneva za vrijeme ručka čuo sam dvije dame kako razgovaraju o čaroliji goniče i kako je jednom od njih pomogao da vrati mir u njenom domu, nakon njihove rasprave prilazim gospođi i objasnim joj svoju situaciju, a ona mi je dala kontakte kotača za čaroliju dr. Ajayi, napisala sam kotača čarolije na njegovom Whatsapp-u broj: +2347084887094, objasnio sam mu i rekao mi je da se ne brinem da ću za tri dana početi doživljavati mir u svom domu, nego da postignem da mi je rekao i neke stvari koje moram učiniti, radio sam po uputama izdano od strane čarobnjaka za čaroliju dr. 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Rekao bih vam da kontaktirate ovog muškarca ako želite da vam se voljena osoba vrati brzim rezultatima na njegovu e-adresu: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili WhatsApp ili Viber: +248133261196 Hvala vam doktore Ajayi, moj se suprug vratio kući i vrlo sam sretna da svijetu dam do znanja da je dr. Ajayi stvaran i istinski duhovni čovjek. Moj suprug je napustio dom nakon našeg razvoda, a mi smo ostali razdvojeni 3 godine, ali i dalje ga volim, pa sam zaposlila dr. Ajayija da izvrši ljubavnu čaroliju kako bismo se vratili i u roku od tjedan dana od čarolije prvi put sam vidio promjene u tri godine me suprug nazvao i zatražio pomirenje i od tada živimo sretno zajedno. Obratite se dr. Ajayiju na Viberu ili WhatsAppu: +2347084887094 ili mu pošaljite e-poštu: drajayi1990@gmail.com Vjerujem da će vam opet vratiti osmijeh na lice.OdgovoriIzbriši Zovem se Ivette, imam dečka s kojim izlazim 5 godina. Jednoga se jutra samo probudio i rekao mi da je veza gotova. Mjesec sam bio u suzama. Bila sam tako zbunjena i slomljena srca. Poslao sam sestru i svoju najbolju prijateljicu Sue da se izjasne u moje ime, ali on je inzistirao da je veza gotova i da je umoran od mene. Do vrlo dobrog dana kada sam čuo za dr. Ajayija, pročitao sam nekoliko svjedočanstava na njegovom web mjestu, pa sam odlučio pokušati. Kontaktirao sam ga i rekao mi je stvari koje je trebalo učiniti da bi bacio čaroliju, u početku sam razmišljao bih li to učinio, odlučio sam pokušati. Napravio sam ono što mi je rekao dr. Ajayi, bacač čarolija, a zatim u razmaku od 7 dana niotkuda, moj je dečko koji me je napustio bez ikakvog razloga došao jedne večeri u moju kuću i molio da me vrati, čak je i došao sa svojim brate i molio za oproštenje. Nakon toliko boli koje sam prošla, moj se dečko ipak vratio. Presretna sam, sve zahvaljujući dr. Ajayi. Možete ga kontaktirati za bilo kakvu čaroliju. Vjerujem da će vas vidjeti kroz vaše RELATSHIP probleme.OdgovoriIzbriši E-adresa: drajayi1990@gmail.com ako imate problema u bračnoj kući i želite brzo rješenje, savjetovat ću vam da se obratite doktoru Ajayiju, velikom duhovnom čovjeku, bogato blagoslovljenim od svojih očeva, ja ću doživjeti njegovu moć kad moj muž kaže da želi razvod, ali Zaista ga volim i ne želim da se razdvajamo pa sam kontaktirala dr. Ajayija radi ljubavne čarolije nakon što sam pročitala svjedočanstva različitih ljudi na internetu o njemu, želim kroz proces koji me je zamolio da pratim i danas živim sretno sa svojim muž jer je otkazao i pocepao papir za razvod nakon ljubavne čarolije dr. Ajayija, možete mu napisati na njegov Whatsapp broj radi brzog rješavanja vaših problema +2347084887094 ili na e -mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Imala sam problema u braku jer moj muž želi razvod, ali uspjela sam ga natjerati da otkaže uz pomoć duhovnog čovjeka po imenu dr Ajayi i sada živimo u miru. Ako se suočavate s bilo kakvim problemom u životu i želite trajno rješenje, dr. Ajayi je pravi čovjek za posao, kontaktirajte Whatsapp / Viber: +2347084887094 Ja sam živo svjedočanstvo njegove velike moći. On također priprema bilje za bilo koju bolest za koju znate, čini čuda i čuda, zahvaljujem svojim zvijezdama što sam mu se obratio za pomoć.OdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav ljudi, ne znam koji je vaš problem, ali želim da znate da nema problema bez rješenja, ako samo tražite pomoć od pravog izvora, moja žena od 15 godina želi razvod na koji ne pristajem jer I dalje je volim svim srcem. Koristim je na mnoge načine kako bih je uvjerio da ostane, ali bila je uporna, bio sam na mreži kao i svaki drugi dan kad sam vidio svjedočanstvo o dr. Ajayiju, moćnom duhovnom čovjeku koji rješava probleme u razorenim domovima, kontaktirao sam ga i objasnio mu svoju situaciju i otkad sam razgovarao s dr. Ajayijem, u mom domu sve se okrenulo na bolje. Doktorica Ajayi učinila je ljubavnu čaroliju zbog koje je moja žena ponovno poludjela u mene i zaboravila je na razvod, sada imamo sretniji život sa svojom djecom, ako vam je potrebna pomoć čarobnjaka, možete vjerovati doktoru Ajayi. Kontaktirajte ga na Whatsapp / Viber: +2347084887094 ILI E -mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Dobar dan prijatelji, po struci sam medicinska sestra, ja i moj zaručnik hodali smo 6 godina, ali smo imali ozbiljnih problema jer njegova mama ne želi da se vjenčamo, koristila je drugačiju metodu da osigura da njen sin ne sklopi brak sa mnom dok konačno ne raskine sa mnom bez razloga, stvarno ga volim pa tražim brzo rješenje na internetu i imala sam sreću da sam naišla na dr. Ajayija, sjajnog bacača uroka kojeg su njegovi preci blagoslovili sa super moćima, ispričao sam problemom njemu i on meni što je uzrok razdora među nama i rekao mi je što trebam učiniti da opet imam mir u svojoj vezi, slijedila sam sve njegove upute i danas smo u sretnom braku i čekamo našu prvu bebu. Imate li problema u svom bračnom domu ili želite da se vaš ljubavnik vrati nakon raskida, kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija za trajno rješenje na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com ili Whatsapp/Viber broj: +2347084887094OdgovoriIzbriši Ovo je svjedočanstvo koje ću reći svakome da ga čuje. Oženjen sam četiri 5 godina i pete godine mog braka, drugi muškarac je imao čaroliju da oduzme mog ljubavnika od mene i moja žena je ostavila mene i djecu i patili smo 3 godine dok nisam mislio na post gdje je ovaj čovjek dr. , uduebor je nekome pomogao i odlučio sam ga probati da mi pomogne da svoju ljubavnu ženu dovedem kući i vjeruj mi samo pošaljem svoju sliku njemu i onu svoje supruge i nakon 45 sati kako mi je rekao, vidio sam da je vozio auto u kuću i gle, bila je moja žena i došla je k meni i djeci i zato sam sretan što mogu učiniti da svako od vas bude sličan susretu s ovim čovjekom i da se vaš ljubavnik vrati sebi. Njegova e-pošta: dr .uduebor@gmail.com ili ga kontaktirajte na njegovu e-poštu dr.uduebor@gmail.com možete ga također nazvati ili ga na WhatsApp na ovaj +2349044159370 hvala vam punoOdgovoriIzbriši Imate li nesporazum sa svojim ljubavnikom koji je doveo do prekida i pokušali ste se pomiriti s njim ili njom, ali on/ona vam ne daje pozitivan odgovor i osjećate da nešto ne ide kako treba u vašoj vezi i trebate brzo rješenje , kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija danas i pobrinite se da se vaš ljubavni život vrati nabolje s vašom bivšom, dr. Ajayi mi je pomogao da vratim mir u svoj dom jer me muž napustio 9 mjeseci i živio s drugom ženom i nikad nije htio vrati se kući, ali uz pomoć čarolije dr. Ajayija vratio se kući nakon 3 dana nakon što je dr. Ajayi napravio snažnu čaroliju obnavljanja. Dakle, ako trebate brzo rješenje u vašoj vezi ili braku uz pomoć uroka, kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija sada na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com ili Viber/Whatsapp: +2347084887094OdgovoriIzbriši Također može izvesti sljedeću čaroliju u nastavku Lutrijska čarolija 2 Čarolija za sreću Spelujte da dobijete slučaj na sudu 4. čarolija trudnoće itd. Ja sam Ivanka Fabijan i želim svima podijeliti svjedočanstvo svog života. bila sam u braku sa svojim mužem Amosom Fabijanom, toliko ga volim da smo u braku zadnjih 8 godina sa dvoje djece. kad je otišao raditi u Francusku, mislio je na gospođu po imenu Mariam i oni su se spojili i kad se vratio rekao mi je da ga brak više ne zanima. Bila sam tako zbunjena i tražila sam pomoć i upoznala sam kontakt doktorice Isikolo love. Kontaktirala sam ga da mi pomogne vratiti muža i on me zamoli da ne brinem o tome da će se bogovi njegova četiri očeva boriti za mene. Rekao mi je da će za dva dana ponovno spojiti mene i mog muža. Nakon dva dana muž je nazvao i rekao mi da se vraća tražiti stvari sa mnom, iznenadila sam se kad sam ga vidjela i počeo je plakati za oprost. Trenutno sam najsretnija žena na svijetu zbog onoga što je ovaj sjajni čarobnjak učinio za mene i mog muža, možete kontaktirati dr. Isikolo na e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Možete ga također Whatsapp ili Viber na +2348133261196OdgovoriIzbriši Izvrsna i nevjerojatna usluga o tome kako vratiti bivšeg.OdgovoriIzbriši Kome se to može ticati, jako sam cijenio kako je Veliki DR ISIKOLO koristio svoje intuitivno vodstvo i vještine kao životni trener te svoju empatiju da mi vrati moju srodnu dušu. Za 100 posto besplatnih pravih vidovnjaka, konzultant koji će vratiti vašeg bivšeg i riješiti sve vaše opće probleme ili problem nevolje. moj me partner napustio zbog beskrajnih svađa i svađa, a ja sam mjesecima bila shrvana i vratila sam svoju sreću kada sam ga kontaktirala. Jedan i jedini DR ISIKOLO Veliki je jedini koji vam može pomoći. On je riješio moj problem umjesto mene. Vratio je mog bivšeg u roku od 48 sati. Kontaktirajte The Great DR ISIKOLO E-mail: možete kontaktirati dr. Isikolo email: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Možete ga također WhatsApp/Viber na +2348133261196. Upravo sam vratila svog bivšeg muža uz pomoć stručnjaka za ljubavne čarolije DR ISIKOLO. Muž me ostavio zbog druge žene, ovo su bile samo 3 godine našeg braka. Najbolnije je što sam bila trudna s našom drugom bebom. Htjela sam ga natrag. Učinila sam sve što je bilo u mojoj moći da ga vratim, ali sve je bilo uzalud, toliko sam ga željela natrag zbog ljubavi koju sam gajila prema njemu, molila sam ga sa svime, davala sam obećanja, ali on je odbio. Objasnio sam svoj problem svojoj prijateljici i ona mi je predložila da radije kontaktiram uroka koji bi mi mogao pomoći da bacim čaroliju da ga vratim, nisam imao izbora nego pokušati. Poslala sam poruku čaroliji DR ISIKOLO, a on me uvjeravao da nema problema i da će sve biti u redu prije 11 sati. Bacio je čaroliju i iznenađujuće 48 sati kasnije moj suprug me nazvao. Bila sam tako iznenađena, odgovorila sam na poziv i sve što je rekao je da mu je žao zbog svega što se dogodilo. Želio je da mu se vratim. Također je rekao da me jako voli. Bila sam tako sretna i otišla sam k njemu i tako smo ponovno počeli sretno živjeti zajedno. hvala DR ISIKOLO. kontaktirajte DR ISIKOLO za pomoć sada. Ovdje njegov kontakt, email: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com. Također ga možete nazvati ili ga na Whatsapp/Viber na +2348133261196. njegova izravna web stranica: https://isikololovetemple.comOdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav svima moje ime je Viktoria Andro. Nikada nisam mislila da ću se ponovno nasmiješiti, Moj muž me ostavio s dvoje djece na godinu i dva tjedna, Sav pokušaj da ga vratim propao je. Mislila sam da ga više neću vidjeti dok nisam upoznala damu po imenu Christina koja mi je rekla mene o uroku zvanom DR ISIKOLO, dala mi je njegovu e-mail adresu i broj mobitela i kontaktirala sam ga i on me uvjerio da će mi se u roku od 48 sati moj muž vratiti, za manje od 48 sati moj muž se vratio počeo je moliti za oprost rekavši da su vragovi radili, tako da sam još uvijek iznenađen ovim čudom, ne vjerujem baš ni u kakve duhovne doktore. DR ISIKOLO je vratio ljubav i sreću u moju zajednicu, a ja sam sa svojim muškarcem i zauvijek je naš. ako trebate bilo kakvu pomoć u pronalaženju rješenja, možete ga kontaktirati bez odgađanja. E-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili izravno na WhatsApp/Viber: +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Moje ime je Laura Mattis i očajnički sam tražila način da se moj bivši dečko ponovno zaljubi u mene. Imali smo uspona i padova, ali u proteklih 6 mjeseci naša veza je krenula na kraj. Potrošio sam 500+ na bacača uroka za koji sam mislio da će mi pomoći, a ne znajući da mi nije pomogla. Pružam mu ruku jer želim biti poželjna žena kakva sam nekad bila, a on se ponovno zaljubi u mene i oženi me. Ne mogu zamisliti ovog dječaka s bilo kim drugim dok nisam stvarno kontaktirao dr. Ikhinea koji je učinio da mi se želja srca ispuni. Dao mi je detalje kako da mi pomognem što je i učinio kada sam se povinovao i spasio je mog muškarca iz zlih ruku dame koja ga je hipnotizirala i moj muškarac se vratio vama za 48 sati i zaista sam bila začuđena takvom manifestacijom moći je uistinu stvaran. Sada sa zadovoljstvom mogu reći ljudima da pokušaju DR ISIKOLO riješiti svoje probleme i pričekati trenutne rezultate. kontaktirajte ga putem e-pošte: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili izravno na WhatsApp/Viber +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav svima moje ime je Natali Oscar. Nakon 5 godina braka s mojim mužem s dvoje djece, moj muž se počeo čudno ponašati i izlaziti s drugim damama i pokazivao mi hladnu ljubav, u nekoliko navrata prijeti mi razvodom ako se usudim ispitivati ga o njegovoj aferi s drugim damama, ja bio totalno shrvan i zbunjen sve dok mi jedan stari prijatelj nije rekao za uroka na internetu zvanog DR ISIKOLO koji pomaže ljudima u problemima veza i braka pomoću moći ljubavnih čarolija, isprva sam sumnjao da tako nešto uopće postoji, ali sam odlučio pokušati. kada sam ga kontaktirala, pomogao mi je da bacim ljubavnu čaroliju i za 48 sati muž mi se vratio i počeo se ispričavati, sada je prestao izlaziti s drugim damama i njegov sa mnom zauvijek. Kontaktirajte DR ISIKOLO, velikog čarobnjaka za vaš problem veze ili braka koji treba riješiti danas putem e-pošte: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Možete ga također WhatsApp ili Viber na +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši KAKO SAM VRATILA SVOGA MUŽA NAKON 7 GODINA RAZVODA:OdgovoriIzbriši Ja sam Amber Mike, prošlo je 7 godina otkako me moj muž napustio, prošli tjedan sam na internetu pronašla kontakt informaciju o dr. Ogundeleu koji pomaže drugim ljudima, pa sam ga kontaktirala za pomoć, dr. Ogundele je moćan i pošten čovjek. Dr Ogundele mi je vratio mog muža u roku od 24 sata svojom ljubavnom čarolijom. Rekao sam mu da ću podijeliti svoju priču da obavijestim sve o njemu, ako trebate bilo kakvu pomoć, obratite se dr. Ogundeleu. On je pravi čarolija. Ja sam svjedok. Ako trebate pomoć, kontaktirajte ga na WhatsApp/Viber Chat: +27638836445. Ovaj čovjek je super. Želim se zahvaliti velikom DR ISIKOLU što je obnovio moj razoreni brak. Moje ime je Anna Dario. Nitko me nikada nije mogao natjerati da vjerujem da će se Svjedočanstvo ikada ostvariti. Bio sam najveći skeptik na svijetu, ali mi je rekao pouzdan izvor (vrlo blizak kolega) i ja sam to isprobao, to je bila jedna od najboljih stvari koje sam ikada napravio. Moj ljubavni život bio je u haosu i bio je na rubu trećeg. Jednostavno se nisam mogla suočiti s još jednim razvodom i htjela sam se više potruditi da naša veza funkcionira, ali činilo se da mog muža nije bilo briga. Opet je prekinuo sa mnom. Bio sam zbunjen i ne znam što da radim opet, radije oni da stupim u kontakt s DR ISIKOLO. Napravio je ljubavnu čaroliju zbog koje mi se moj muž vratio za točno 48 sati, uvjeravao me. sada smo jako zadovoljni sobom. DR ISIKOLO ju je natjerao da shvati koliko se volimo i trebamo. Ovaj čovjek je za STVARNO i za dobro. on vam također može pomoći da popravite svoju narušenu vezu. Vratila sam muža! Bilo je to kao čudo. kontaktirajte ga sada ako trebate pomoć. e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Možete ga također WhatsApp/Viber/Signal na: +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Zauvijek ću biti dužna velikom DOKTORU ISIKOLU što je popravio moj razoreni brak. Zovem se Maria Artur i nakon što me muž ostavio zbog ljubavnice na 3 mjeseca. Nikad nisam vjerovao u čarolije dok me prijatelj nije upoznao s njim. U početku sam bila skeptična prema njemu jer sam čula puno o lažnim urokima, ali sam ostavila svoje sumnje iza sebe jer sam očajnički željela vratiti svog muža i učinila sam kako mi je on naredio. Sada se moj muž vratio samo u roku od 48 sati nakon što ga je kontaktirao. Nakon 6 mjeseci razvoda ponovno živim sretno sa svojim mužem i neću mirovati dok ga ne upozna cijeli svijet. Također je specijaliziran za zaštitne čarolije, čarolije lutrije, čarolije za podizanje E.T.C. Povežite se s DOCTOR ISIKOLO sada, njegova e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Možete ga također WhatsApp/Viber na +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav, moje ime je Tamara Oscar i želim podijeliti svoje nevjerojatno iskustvo s najvećim čarobnjakom DR ISIKOLO. moj muž me varao i kad sam saznala, posvađali smo se zbog čega je on zatražio razvod rasplakala sam se i razboljela sam se. Kada sam tražio ljubavne citate i pomoć na internetu, vidio sam ljude kako pričaju o njemu i njegovom sjajnom djelu čiji je slučaj bio sličan mom, ostavili su njegove kontakt podatke. kontaktirala sam ga i rekao mi je da se ne brinem da će nakon 48 sati otkazati razvod i vratiti se meni i ljubav i sreća će se vratiti. Nakon što sam učinila sve što je tražio od mene i na moje najveće iznenađenje nakon 48 sati, moj muž je kleknuo moleći me da ga prihvatim natrag i rezultat me zadivio. hvala vam još jednom DR ISIKOLO, zaista ste mi blagoslov, on vam također može pomoći da se obratite na e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili ga također možete WhatsApp ili Viber na +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav, moje ime je Dora Florian, želim podijeliti svoje nevjerojatno iskustvo s najvećim čarolijom DR ISIKOLO. Suprug me varao i kad sam saznala da smo se posvađali zbog čega je on zatražio razvod. plakala sam i pozlilo mi je kada sam tražila ljubavne citate na internetu vidjela sam ljude kako pričaju o DR ISIKOLU i njegovom sjajnom radu čiji je slučaj bio sličan mom, ostavili su njegove kontakt podatke kontaktirala sam ga i sve mu objasnila u dubokim suzama i on mi je rekao da ne brinem da će se nakon 48 sati moj muž vratiti i da će otkazati razvod i vratiti se meni. nakon što sam učinila sve što je tražio od mene na moje najveće iznenađenje, dva dana poslije večeri, moj muž je kleknuo i molio me da ga prihvatim natrag i sumnjala sam u takve stvari da li uopće postoje posli za nekoga, ali evo ja svjedočim i o tome. hvala još jednom DR ISIKOLO zaista ste mi blagoslov on vam također može pomoći. kontakt e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili ga također možete WhatsApp/Viber na +2348133261196OdgovoriIzbriši Sretan sam što ću svoje svjedočanstvo danas ovdje podijeliti sa svijetom, nikad nisam zamišljao da to radim, ali sam pun radosti i želim da i drugi imaju njihovu pomoć. Po zanimanju sam uredska tajnica, imam dvoje djece s mužem. Moj muž je napustio mene i našu djecu bez ikakvog objašnjenja samo je napustio kuću i sljedeće što sam čula je da se viđa s drugom ženom, pokušala sam svim mogućim načinima da ga vratim kući, ali on se čudno ponašao prema meni i čak je zanemario djecu. Bio sam frustriran i devastiran, tražio sam pomoć iz različitih uglova sve dok nisam vidio post o dr. Ajayiju, bacaču uroka. Kontaktirao sam dr. Ajayija, koji mi je rekao što da radim. Uvjeravao me da će baciti čaroliju i da će sve biti dobro u roku od tri dana, ali ja sam bila skeptična, dala sam nekoliko razmišljanja prije nego što sam ga konačno ponovno kontaktirala, zajedno smo prošli kroz proces i na moje iznenađenje čarolija je uspjela i moj muž vratio se kući i kleknuo da moli za oprost, ali prvi je bio njegov iznenadni poziv jer nismo razgovarali oko 6 mjeseci. Dr Ajayi je stvarno čovjek od svojih riječi, ako imate problema u vezi ili bilo kojem aspektu svog života, obratite se čaroliji dr. Ajayiju za trajno rješenje.OdgovoriIzbriši E-pošta: drajayi1990@gmail.com Moj put obnove braka započeo je prije 2 tjedna kada me moja 12-godišnja žena promijenila za 10 godina mlađeg muškarca. Ja imam 57, a ona 55. Prošao sam pustinju i tijekom svog putovanja našao sam doktora Isikolo. Bog ga je upotrijebio da izliječi moje slomljeno srce i oduzeo moje bolove svojom Snažnom ljubavnom čarolijom. bilo mi je teško pokušavati da je vratim kući bezuspješno i to je postala agonija za moju djecu i mene. Vjerovala sam DR ISIKOLU i znam da će on vratiti moj brak. sve sam mu objasnio i on mi je rekao što da radim što sam i učinio i on je učinio svoj dio posla i moja žena se vratila kući meni i našoj djeci za manje od 48 sati. Moramo imati vjeru. Vjera je osiguranje stvari kojima se nadamo i uvjerenje o stvarima koje nismo vidjeli. Muškarci i žene, molim vas, nemojte odustati, Bog može upotrijebiti doktora Isikola da obnovi vaš brak ili vašu vezu. Ne gubi nadu i on stvarno pomaže ljudima i ja sam svjedok. Kontaktirajte DR ISIKOLO putem e-pošte: sikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili njegovog WhatsAppa/Vibera na: +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Da, istina je da je DR ISIKOLO najbolji čarolija. Moje ime je Marie Lyons i bila sam klijentica DR ISIKOLA i moram vam reći da je on pravi čarolija. Kada sam kontaktirala ovog čarobnjaka, moj dečko me napustio 2 godine i uvijek sam ga željela da mi se vrati. Upoznala sam DR ISIKOLA da mi pomogne prije otprilike mjesec dana i ponovno sam uspostavila vezu sa svojim dečkom. Kad me je moj bivši dečko napustio, bilo je previranja za mene što sam jednog jutra uzalud ošamarila svoju stariju sestru. To je za mene postalo katastrofa što sam imala fiziološku traumu i moja obitelj je bila jako zabrinuta za moje zdravlje. Nakon 2 godine upoznao sam i DR ISIKOLA kroz svjedočanstvo i rekao mi je da se smirim, bez obzira na problem, on je dobro i spreman pomoći svakome tko mu dođe. Samo za 2 dana nazvao me bivši i htio da se upoznamo. Pristala sam i pripremila se za susret s njim, a on mi je rekao kako se osjećao krivim za ono što je učinio i želio me natrag. Pohvalio sam DR ISIKOLA za njegov čudesan ručni rad i preporučit ću ga svakome tko treba čarobnjaka. Kontaktirajte ga da vam pomogne i brzo na njegovu e-mail e-poštu: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com Također mu možete WhatsApp/viber na +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Izazivam sve koji su pokušavali dobiti pomoć, ali su bezuspješno. DR WALE vam može pomoći u rješavanju sljedećih problema:OdgovoriIzbriši *Vratiti svog partnera/supružnika koji vas je napustio zbog nekog drugog. *Zaustavite svog partnera/supružnika od prevare i ostanite vjerni samo vama. *Muškarac/žena iz vaših snova stalno vam bježi *Uspjeh na ispitima i na razgovorima za posao *Ako ste otpušteni i želite da vaš šef zatraži povratak, bez obzira na to što se dogodilo. *Sreća u novcu od lutrije ili za vrlo ozbiljne sudske sporove. *Ponovo ujedinite/Vežite razorene obitelji. *Čarolija hitne smrti *100% GARANCIRANO U TJEDNU KONTAKTIRAJTE VELIKOG ČAROPISA, DR WALE NA: E-pošta: drwalespellhome@gmail.com Lorina istinita priča:OdgovoriIzbriši Tako sam uzbuđena što sam pronašla čaroliju koji je pravi, pošten i radi ono što je obećao, trebalo je 24 sata da se moj muž vrati nakon 5 godina razvoda... Blagoslovi vas i moj Bog neka vas čuva i čuva. Ovaj čovjek je stvaran, zove se Dr Ogundele, možete potražiti njegovu pomoć u vezi bilo koje veze, braka ili životnih problema, njegov WhatsApp je: +27638836445.i Email: ogundeletempleofsolution@gmail.com. Moje ime je Lori Martinez i ovo je moja prava životna priča, Dr Ogundele je iskreni čarolija. Moje ime je Greta Wood, tako sam uzbuđena što sam pronašla čarobnjaka koji je pravi, pošten i radi ono što kaže da će učiniti, trebalo je 24 sata da se moja žena vrati kući i nakon pomoći dr Ogundelea… blagoslovio te i moj Bog neka te čuva i čuva. Rekao sam mu da ću podijeliti svoje svjedočenje u znak zahvalnosti, pa ako vam treba pomoć, savjetujem vam da ga kontaktirate na WhatsApp ili Viber chat: +27638836445. E-pošta: ogundeletempleofsolution@gmail.com. On je čovjek od riječi.OdgovoriIzbriši Sve zahvaljujući ovom sjajnom čovjeku kojeg sam upoznala čitajući neke komentare na internetu, u početku sam se uplašila takvih stvari, ali stvarno mi treba pomoć da se izvučem iz svoje situacije jer mi je muž dao dva tjedna unaprijed da se iselim iz kuća jer je Will imao neki nesporazum koji ne mogu ovdje navesti, dr. Ajayi je izveo čaroliju pomirenja i uspjeli smo riješiti našu nesuglasicu izvan suda. Ako vam je potrebna usluga moćnog čaranja za vaše probleme u vezi, kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija na Whatsappu / Viber: +2347084887094 ili email: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Ako želite čitati ovaj članak, smatrajte se sretnim jer će biti koristan vama ili prijatelju, želim cijeniti posebnog čovjeka po imenu dr. Ajayi, on je blagoslovljen čarolija i sam sam svjedočio njegovoj moći, upoznajem o njemu preko prijatelja kojem je pomogao u velikom dobitku na lutriji, imao sam problema u braku jer moja žena traži razvod i molio sam je da ga otkaže, ali ona je odbila, razgovaram o tome sa svojim prijateljem i rekao mi je kako mu je dr. Ajayi pomogao da dobije veliki dobitak na lutriji i natjerao me da shvatim da dr. može učiniti mnoge stvari, čak i liječiti bolesne svojim biljem. Dao mi je broj dr. Ajayija i objasnio sam mu svoju brakorazvodnu situaciju, rekao mi je što je potrebno učiniti na koje se obavezujem i za tjedan dana moja žena se vratila kući i živimo u miru. Ako vam je potrebna pomoć čarobnjaka, dr. Ajayi će se držati njegovih riječi kontaktirajte ga na Whatsapp/Viber: +2347084887094 ILI e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Moje ime je Jasmina Leon i ja i moj dečko smo zajedno 2 godine, prošlo je 6 mjeseci otkako smo se rastali. I dalje ga volim, ali neki smatraju da je to nepravedno. Zašto voljeti nekoga tko ti ovb ne uzvrati ljubav? Molio sam i molio za ove mjesece i ništa. On je još uvijek sa svojom novom djevojkom (s kojom živi) ali to ne znači da moram tražiti pomoć Prvih tjedana nakon prekida bio sam na koljenima i molio sam se tražeći pomoć, njima sam u redu komentar na mreži kako bacač uroka pomozi da se obnovi veza vrati bivši ljubavnik,” pa sam odlučila isprobati jer toliko volim svog dečka. pa sam kontaktirala dr. Isikola i rekla mu sav svoj problem, a on mi je dao 100% garanciju da ću vratiti svog dečka nakon čarolije tako da sam bila nadarena i sretna što sam ga kontaktirala učinila sam sve što je tražio od mene i na moje najveće iznenađenje 2 dana nakon uroka, nazvao me moj dečko i ispričao se za ono što mi je učinio i zamolio za oproštenje da se vrati kući za mene, stvarno sam se povrijedila i prošla kroz te trenutke u kojima me ostavio, nakon svega dr. Isikolo za mene. Isikolo je dobar pravi čarolija pa ga nazovite ili ga dodajte na WhatsApp/Viber: +2348133261196 ili mu pošaljite e-mail na njegovu adresu e-pošte: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com.OdgovoriIzbriši Dobrodošli ste da pročitate moj susret s DR WALE-om, moćnim duhovnim čovjekom kojeg su njegovi preci blagoslovili da liječi bolest ljekovitim biljem i također obnavlja pokvareni dom, upoznala sam DR WALE-a jer moj voljeni muž želi da se razvedemo, a ovo je blagoslovljeno nakon deset godina braka sa dvoje ljupke djece dječakom od pet godina i djevojčicom od dvije godine, odveo je našu kćer iz kuće i ostao s mamom i ja ga molim da se vrati kući ali je odbio, bila sam jako zbunjena pa sam potražila pomoć tada Čitao sam o DR WALE-u kako je pomogao ženi da dobije dijete nakon devet godina u braku bez djeteta, kontaktirao sam DR WALE-a objasnio mu je moju situaciju, tražio je neke podatke o sebi koje sam mu dala nakon neke konzultacije rekao mi je što treba učiniti i ja sam učinila po uputama, dok ovo tipkam moj muž radi svoj uredski posao u dnevnoj sobi. Ako trebate pomoć pravog duhovnog čovjeka DR WALE je vaša zadnja stanica kontaktirajte ga na WhatsApp/Viber: +2347054019402 ili na e-mail: drwalespellhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Zahvalite mu se:OdgovoriIzbriši Ella Mee je moje ime. Pomozite mi da zahvalim dr. Ogundeleu, on je izvrstan čarolija koji mi je vratio mog muža u roku od 24 sata sa svojim moćima, moj muž me ostavio 3 godine i svuda sam tražila pomoć, prošli tjedan sam pronašla kontakt dr. Ogundelea na novine i ja sam ga kontaktirao. I održao je svoju riječ i vratio mi mog muža svojom čarolijom kao što je obećao. Ako trebate bilo kakvu pomoć, savjetujem vam da kontaktirate dr. Ogundelea na njegov WhatsApp ili Viber Chat: +27638836445. On je pravi čarolija, unio je mir u moj brak. Vraćanje sa svojim bivšim ljubavnikom, hitno s ljubavnom čarolijom je stvarno najbolji čarolija sa 100% jamstvom. moje ime je Barbara Hurtado. Nikada nisam vjerovao u ljubavne čarolije ili magiju dok nisam kontaktirao ovog čarobnjaka po imenu DR ISIKOLO o kojemu je toliko ljudi svjedočilo na internetu, moćan je. Moj partner se nakon teških i teških vremena počeo loše ponašati i imati aferu sa meni nepoznatom damom i napustio me. prošli smo zajedno i moj život je bio naopačke jer naša veza traje već 4 godine, stvarno sam ga voljela. rekao sam mu što se dogodilo i objasnio mu situaciju u početku bio sam neodlučan, skeptičan i sumnjičav, ali samo sam pokušao i za 2 dana, nakon što sam udovoljio i pružio sve što mu je trebalo da radi za mene ja, moj čovjek nazvao me sam i došao k meni ispričavajući se da je sve riješeno s njegovom mamom i obitelji i to je zaista bilo nevjerojatno i ponosan sam što svjedočim i cijenim DR ISIKOLO jer je on jednostavno najbolji kojeg možete pronaći. možete kontaktirati dr. ISIKOLO na njegovu e-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili njegov WhatsApp/Viber na: +2348133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Moje ime je Senna Rayan. Fantastičan DR UDUEBOR je moćan i dobro poznat i savršen je za rad. Da nije on, ako nije baš dobar, možda se ne bi bojao. Moja ekskurzija ima visoke nivoe i skeniranja sa mnom i nekim drugim visokim mjestima. Važno je podržati njih i njihovo zdravlje i sigurnost. Strah mi je da imam mnogo više. Tražila sam pomoć na internetu i podršku u DR UDUEBOR-u. Ja sam ljudska dnevna soba na šunki. Bilo mi je drago i javio mi se na njegov e-mail i zaboravljeni prasac, šef foregic. Jako mi je teško da padnem na ro, da mi on pomogne, i da moj interes dođe po mene. Moguće je raditi i oprostiti mi, a za 2 dana sa što manje i nestručnim, oprostili ste mi. U danu se okupljamo, a mi smo poslednji od svih ljudi čiji je kraj važniji, za nekretnine. Za pomoć se obratite prodavnici DR UDUEBOR. Možete me kontaktirati putem e-maila: dr.uduebor@gmail.com Takođe možete pozvati WhatsApp / Viber ham na +2349044159370OdgovoriIzbriši Moj muž se dramatično promijenio prema meni, više ne komunicira. Ne poštuje me i lažno me optužuje za nevjeru zbog opakih ogovaranja...ali ja sam jednostavno ZADIVLJENA rezultatima DR WALE-a koji mi je napravio čaroliju ponovnog okupljanja. Sve ide tako dobro i TOČNO kako je rekao da će biti. Iako su bili potrebni tjedni do potpunog napretka, bilo je toliko vrijedno toga jer su stvari gotovo savršene! Kako je shvatio moju situaciju i potpuno je preokrenuo kako bi mi dao točno ono što sam želio, ne znam, ali nešto što nikada neću dovoditi u pitanje i jednostavno biti potpuno zahvalan, Bog blagoslovio DR WALE-a što je tugu za mene pretvorio u sreću. Kontakt DR WALE: WhatsApp/Viber:+2347054019402 iliOdgovoriIzbriši drwalespellhome@gmail.com Želim iskoristiti ovu priliku da zahvalim velikom čovjeku po imenu dr. Ajayi jer mi je pomogao da vratim zaručnika nakon 6 mjeseci razdvojenosti sa svojim moćima uroka koje mu je prenio njegov predak, nikad ne vjerujem u čarolije, ali sam mu odlučio dati pokušaj, istina, zadivio me svojom velikom snagom čarolije. Nikad nisam pomislio da ću dati takvo svjedočanstvo, ali to radim jer sam ispunjen radošću jer sam sada sretno oženjen. pa ako vam je potrebna pomoć uroka za bilo koju vrstu čarolije, trebate kontaktirati dr. Ajayija na WhatsApp ili Viber: +2347084887094 ili na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Također mu se možete obratiti za sljedeće: Lutrijska čarolija Bilje koje liječi bilo koju vrstu raka Čarolije za unapređenje posla Čarolija za pobjedu u bilo kojem sudskom sporu Bilje za trudnoću. Samo se obratite dr. Ajayiju za bilo kakve fizičke ili duhovne probleme i pozdravite se s njima. MOĆNI ČAROPIS KOJI JE VRATIO MOG MUŽ U MOJ ŽIVOT NAKON DA ME OSTAVIO DR WALE WHATSAPP/VIBER : +2347054019402 ILI PREKO E-MAIL DRWALESPELLHOME@GMAIL.COMOdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav moji prijatelji, želim upotrijebiti ovaj medij da zahvalim DR WALE-u jer je vratio mog muža. moj muž me ostavio zbog svoje bivše djevojke koju je imao prije nego što me je oženio to je teška situacija za mene nazvala sam ga i molila ga da se vrati on je odbio rekao je da me više ne voli Pokušao sam na sve moguće načine da ga vratim sve je bilo uzalud sam rekla svojoj prijateljici o tome i ona mi je dala kontakt s DR WALE-om, a ja sam mu WhatsApp rekla i rekao mu svoj problem, a on mi je rekao što da radim i ja sam to učinila, a on je bacio ljubavnu čaroliju koja je vratila muža za nekoliko tjedana. Ako trebate pomoć da se vratite zajedno s bivšim, razgovarajte s DR WALE-om putem WhatsAppa/Vibera: +2347054019402 ili drwalespellhome@gmail.com LOTO, lutrija, jackpot. Pozdrav, ja sam Diana Zocfic i jako sam sretna što mogu podijeliti ova sjajna svjedočanstva, Najbolja stvar koja mi se dogodila u životu je kako sam osvojila na lutriji milijuna eura mega jackpot. Ja sam netko tko vjeruje da ću jednog dana dobiti na lutriji. Konačno, moji su se snovi ostvarili kada sam poslao e-mail DR ISIKOLO. i rekao mu da mi trebaju brojevi lutrije. Potrošio sam toliko novca na kartu samo da bih bio siguran da ću pobijediti. Ali nikad nisam znao da je dobitak tako lak sve do dana kada sam upoznao uroka na internetu o kojem je toliko ljudi pričalo da je jako dobar u bacanju čarolija na lutriji, pa sam odlučio pokušati. Kontaktirao sam ovog sjajnog doktora i on je napravio čaroliju i dao mi je dobitne brojeve lutrije. Ali vjerujte mi kada su izvlačenja bila među dobitnicima. Osvojio sam 300.000 eura. DR ISIKOLO zaista ste najbolji, s ovim odličnim Dr možete osvojiti milijune novca na lutriji. Jako sam sretan što sam sada upoznao ovog sjajnog čovjeka, zauvijek ću vam biti zahvalan DR ISIKOLO. Pošaljite mu e-poštu za svoje dobitne brojeve na lutriji putem: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili mu WhatsApp/Viber na +2348133261196OdgovoriIzbriši Dobar dan, dobrodošli ste da pročitate moj susret s dr. Ajayijem, moćnim duhovnim čovjekom kojeg su njegovi preci blagoslovili da liječi bolest ljekovitim biljem i također obnavlja pokvareni dom, upoznao sam dr. Ajayija jer moja voljena žena želi da se razvedemo, a to je nakon 12 godina brak blagoslovljen s dvoje ljupke djece dječakom 5 godina i djevojčicom 2 godine, odvela je našu kćer iz kuće i ostala s mamom i ja je molim da se vrati kući ali je odbila, bila sam stvarno zbunjena pa sam potražila pomoć tj. kada sam pročitao o dr. Ajayiju kako je pomogao ženi da dobije svoju bebu nakon što je bio u braku 8 godina bez djeteta, kontaktirao sam dr. Ajayija, objasnio mu je moju situaciju, tražio je neke podatke o sebi koje sam mu dala nakon neke konzultacije rekao mi je što treba učiniti i ja sam učinio po uputama, dok pišem ovo moja žena plete u dnevnoj sobi. Ako vam je potrebna pomoć istinskog duhovnog čovjeka Dr Ajayi je vaša zadnja stanica kontaktirajte ga na Whatsapp/Viber: +2347084887094 ili na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši DR AJAYI ČAROLIJA DOM BLAGOSLOVLJEN OD SVOJIH VELIKIH PREDAKA.OdgovoriIzbriši Jeste li homoseksualac ili lezbijka i vaš partner vas je napustio, ali ga i dalje volite i želite da se vrate u svoj život, dr. Ajayi, veliki čarobnjak, prava je osoba za taj posao. Kontaktirajte Viber ili Whatsapp broj : +2347084887094 ili e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com Imate li problem u braku? Imate li problema s pravdom? Imate li problema sa svojim šefom? Osjećate li se ugroženo od strane onih oko vas? Rasipate novac a da toga niste svjesni? Imate li problema s trudnoćom? Želite li čaroliju na lutriji za veliki dobitak? Želite li znati svoju budućnost? Ne zadovoljavate svog supružnika? Tvoj dečko te upravo napustio? Imate li neki zdravstveni problem i želite rješenje? Kontaktirajte Viber ili Whatsapp broj: +2347084887094 E-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com za sve vaše potrebe. * DOSTUPNO 24/7 dana. * Rezultati su 100% zajamčeni. Ovo je nevjerojatna stvar za razgovor. Trebalo mi je rješenje da okončam svoje bračne probleme s kojima se suočavam godinama. pa sam naišao na ovo prekrasno svjedočanstvo žene koja hvali DR WALE-a za njegov dobar rad. rekla je da je DR WALE osoba koja je pomogla da njezin dom bude sretan dom. rekla je da je DR WALE unio puno sreće u njezin brak jer ona i njezin suprug sada žive sretno zajedno. ona također objašnjava da je DR WALE pomogao paru po imenu John i Lisa Robinson da osvoji 327 milijuna dolara u Powerball jackpotu 2016. godine. S ovim nevjerojatnim pričama koje sam čuo o DR WALE-u sam ga kontaktirao i rekao mu probleme s kojima se suočavam u svom braku. sada pišem stvari, pišem s punom srećom jer je DR WALE uspio vratiti moju sreću. ja i moj suprug smo sada u dobrom stanju, oboje smo zadovoljni jedno s drugim. i vi možete kontaktirati DR WALE-a na njegov WhatsApp/Viber: +2347054019402 ili e-mail: drwalespellhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Pozdrav gledateljima, moje ime je Victoria Andro. Nikada nisam mislila da ću se više nasmiješiti, Moj muž me ostavio s dvoje djece na godinu i dva tjedna, Sav pokušaj da ga vratim propao je. Mislila sam da ga više neću vidjeti dok nisam upoznala damu po imenu Christina koja mi je rekla ja o čaroliji po imenu DR ISIKOLO, dala mi je njegovu e-mail adresu i broj mobitela i kontaktirala sam ga i on me uvjerio da će mi se muž vratiti u roku od 48 sati, za manje od 48 sati moj muž se vratio počeo je moliti za oprost rekavši da đavoli rade, tako da sam još uvijek iznenađena ovim čudom, ne vjerujem baš ni u kakve duhovne doktore, nisam mogla zatrudnjeti pet godina nakon što sam rodila svoje djevojčice, tako da ja i moj muž očajnički željeli imati muško dijete, ali čim je čarolija bačena, zatrudnjela sam s muškim djetetom i rodila sam treće dijete ako vam treba pomoć, možete ga kontaktirati. DR ISIKOLO će vam osigurati savršen rezultat bez odgađanja. E-mail: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.com ili izravno WhatsApp ili Viber +234-8133261196.OdgovoriIzbriši Ovdje sam da zahvalim dr. Ajayiju što je spasio moju vezu. hodamo četiri godine, on ima 39, a ja 32. Moj dečko je uvijek bio tako brižan i pun ljubavi, upoznao me sa svim članovima svoje obitelji i prijateljima kao svog zaručnika nakon što smo se zaručili prije nekoliko mjeseci. Već smo dogovorili datum vjenčanja sve dok se moji snovi odjednom nisu pretvorili u noćnu moru. Samo nekoliko tjedana do našeg vjenčanja moj se zaručnik promijenio, do te mjere da je rekao da ga ta veza više ne zanima jednostavno zato što je bio umoran od mene, znao sam da je to rezultat njegove bivše djevojke koja ga je molila da vrati se sve ovo vrijeme, ali on je rekao da neće upasti u njezinu zamku, ali kad je rekao da je gotovo znala sam da je ona uzrok. Cijelu noć i dan sam iz srca plakala moleći zaručnika da se vrati jer smo već dogovorili naše vjenčanje, ali on je to odbio dok nisam čuo za dr. Ajayija, uroka, kontaktirao sam ga i rekao mi je što da radim, da će baciti nešto čarolije i moj zaručnik će se vratiti za 3 dana nakon čarolije. Nekoliko dana kasnije nakon čarolije, kao što je obećao dr. Ajayi, moja zaručnica je bila kod mene i molila me na koljenima da mu oprostim govoreći da mu je žao i da ne zna što ga je snašlo. sve zahvaljujući dr. Ajayiju što je spasio moju vezu, sada smo u braku. ako vam je potreban čarolija za bilo koju vrstu čarolija, kontaktirajte moćnog duhovnog čovjeka dr. Ajayija na Viber / Whatsapp: +2347084887094 ili na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši ZOVEM SE WILLIAM.OdgovoriIzbriši Ja sam sretan čovjek što sam našao pravog čarapa i da se držim njegovih riječi, dr Ogundele je vratio moju ženu koja me je ostavila zbog drugog muškarca nakon 3 godine, nakon njegovog posla za mene vratila se nakon 24 sata… blagoslov ti i moj Bog te čuvaj i dobro. Ovo je moj način da ga cijenim, ako vam treba pomoć oko vaše veze, braka itd. Kontaktirajte Dr Ogundele WhatsApp ili Viber: +27638836445. On je dobar čovek. Muž me ostavio da budem s drugom ženom nakon 12 godina braka, otputovao je na poslovno putovanje i nije se želio vratiti kući da bude sa svojom obitelji, potražila sam pomoć kada sam naišla na dr. Ajayija, moćnu čaroliju cast. Objasnila sam mu svoju situaciju i otkrilo se da je mog muža začarala druga žena zbog čega je zaboravio na dom, dr Ajayi je napravio čaroliju i moj muž je pušten iz ropstva i sretna sam što se vratio kući nakon 3 godine razdvojenosti, ako vam je potrebna bilo kakva pomoć, ne ustručavajte se kontaktirati dr. Ajayija na whatsapp / Viber: +2347084887094 ili na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Također je u mogućnosti pomoći u sljedećem * čarolija na lutriji za veliki dobitak * Pobijedite u bilo kojem sudskom sporu * Bilje koje ubija stanice raka * Bilje koje otapa miome Moje ime je Lydia Milinković. Kada me je moj muškarac napustio, bila sam traumatizirana i slomljenog srca i nisam mogla doći do sebe mjesecima. Učinio sam sve što sam mogao da ga vratim, ali bezuspješno. Otišao sam u drugi grad nadajući se da ću sve moći ispočetka. Došla sam u kontakt s drugim muškarcem s kojim sam dala sve od sebe, ali mi nije išlo jer ga nisam mogla voljeti. Znala sam da još uvijek volim i želim da mi se muškarac vrati. Tako sam počeo tražiti pomoć i tada sam pronašao DR ISIKOLA iz različitih pogleda čitao sam o njemu. Razgovarali smo i natjerao sam ga da razumije sve što sam trebao znati i vjerovao sam u njega i pridržavao se postupka. Radio je za mene i vratio ljubav i vezu između mene i mog muškarca i samo nakon 48 sati kao što je obećao, moj me muškarac tražio i razgovarali smo i on je došao da me vidi gdje sam i izmislili smo stvari i postali opet sretni zajedno. DR ISIKOLO je od povjerenja i može vam pomoći ako mu se za bilo što obratite. Samo mu pošaljite poruku putem WhatsAppa/Viber: +234-8133261196 ili mu pošaljite e-poštu putem: isikolosolutionhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši - IVANA VAZQUEZ3. svibnja 2022. u 09:48 Bila sam u braku mnogo godina prije nego što je počelo ići ružno, ja i muž smo se svađali gotovo svaki put. Bilo je još gore kad je moj muž podnio zahtjev za razvod. Iselio se iz kuće i ipak je otišao na sud da podnese zahtjev za razvod braka. Molio sam se i pokušavao sve, ali i dalje bez dobrog rezultata. Proboj je uslijedio kada me netko upoznao s velikim čarobnjakom koji mi je konačno pomogao. Nikad nisam bio ljubitelj takvih stvari, samo sam se nevoljko odlučio jer sam bio očajan i nisam imao izbora. Ovaj vudu Lord je činio posebne molitve i druge stvari koje je morao učiniti, u roku od dva (2) dana moj suprug me nazvao i ispričao se za sve emocionalne traume koje sam pretrpjela, došao je kući i nastavljamo živjeti sretno do kraja života. kakvo je čudo Voodoo Lord učinio za mene i moju obitelj, moja vjera u njega također je sve učinila učinkovitijim. Čvrsto vjerujem da ako netko treba pomoć, Voodoo Lord će uvijek pronaći rješenja koja će definitivno promijeniti nečiju priču nabolje. Stoga se dodatno potrudite da spasite svoj brak ili vezu ako se zaista isplati. Možete kontaktirati Voodoo Lord putem e-pošte voodooconnect60@gmail.com ili na WhatsApp +234 8097014925OdgovoriIzbriši - IVANA VAZQUEZ3. svibnja 2022. u 09:48OdgovoriIzbriši - Ivi Lahiri3. svibnja 2022. u 15:21 Želim podijeliti svoje svjedočanstvo sa svijetom o tome što je pravi čarobnjak po imenu VOODOO LORD učinio za mene, ovaj čovjek mi je vratio mog muža svojom velikom čarolijom. Udala sam se za svog muža prije nekoliko godina bili smo jako zaljubljeni, nakon nekog perioda je shvatio da mu ne mogu dati dijete.OdgovoriIzbriši Rekao mi je da ne može nastaviti s brakom, molila sam ga da ostane da je Božje vrijeme najbolje, ali on je to odbio i ostavio me s bolom u srcu. Počeo sam tražiti načine da ga vratim sve dok nisam vidio mnogo svjedočanstava o VOODOO LORD-u na internetu, kako je izliječio ljude od njihovih raznih bolesti, a također je pomogao ljudima s drugim sličnim problemima kao što je moj da vrate svoje voljene. Kada sam ga na kraju kontaktirala u vezi mojih problema, učinio je svoje i otkrio mi je da je druga žena upotrijebila ljubavnu čaroliju na mog muža, zbog čega me je muž napustio. Rekao mi je da ne brinem, da će mi pomoći da se ponovno spojim sa svojim mužem, i da će učiniti da moj muž ne voli tu ženu i uništiti ljubavnu čaroliju kojom je manipulirala mojim mužem. Rekao mi je sve što trebamo učiniti i što trebam pružiti za rješenje. Nakon što sam mu dala ono što mu je potrebno da baci ljubavnu čaroliju na sliku mog muža kako bi mi se muž vratio, dao mi je neke upute kojih sam se pridržavala. Točno tri (3) dana nakon što je razbio čaroliju koju je na mog muža bacila druga žena, moj muž se vratio sa suzama u očima i molio me za oproštenje sa iskrenošću u sebi. Bila sam tako sretna i rado sam ga prihvatila natrag. Nakon tri (3) mjeseca zajedno, izostala mi je menstruacija u trećem mjesecu i otišla sam u bolnicu na test na trudnoću i nalaz je bio pozitivan, bila sam trudna. Sada sam sretnija jer sam majka trojke (dva dječaka i jedna djevojčica). VOODOO GOSPODE još jednom cijenim i zahvaljujem ti za ono što si učinio za mene. Ako ste vani i tražite pomoć od pravog čarobnjaka, pošaljite e-poruku VOODOO LORD-u / voodooconnect60@gmail.com ili mu pišite na WhatsApp +234 8097014925 U braku sam sedam godina bez djeteta, pa se moj muž počeo čudno ponašati, u zadnje vrijeme dolazi kući i više ne provodi vrijeme sa mnom, a razveo se od mene. Tako sam postala jako tužna i izgubljena u životu jer mi je doktorica rekla da nema načina da zatrudnim, to bi mi stvarno zagorčalo život. sve dok nisam naišla na prijatelja koji mi je s interneta pričao o DR Alabi, kako je pomogao mnogim ženama sa sličnim problemima kroz koje ja prolazim, pa sam kontaktirala DR ALABU i objasnila mu. rekao mi je sve što trebam dati prije nego što je mogao odustati od čarolije da vrati mog muža, što sam i učinila, i poslao je snažnu molitvu koju sam morala izgovoriti usred noći dok je bacio ljubavnu čaroliju. Bilo je to čudo 48 sati kasnije, moj jedini muž mi se vratio i ispričao se za sve što je učinio i rekao mi da je u potpunosti spreman podržati me u bilo čemu što želim. Brzo sam nazvala alabu i ispričala mu što se događa u tom trenutku, a on mi je također pripremio i poslao lijek koji je rekao da će izliječiti sve neželjene bolesti ili infekcije koje me sprečavaju da zatrudnem, a zatim me uputio o tome. kako ga koristiti prije nego što upoznam svog muža. To je nakon korištenja ove autohtone biljke i korijena, nekoliko tjedana kasnije počela sam osjećati znakove trudnoće po cijelom tijelu, stvarno sam trudna, upravo sam 1. ovog mjeseca rodila dječaka. Obećavam da ću cijeli svijet obavijestiti o DR Alabi kako bih očuvao svoju vezu, kao i da će mi dati djecu, koju danas s ponosom mogu zvati svojom. Za svaku ženu kojoj je to nemoguće, evo prilike da se nasmiješite i donesete sreću svojoj obitelji, obratite se na e-mail DR Alabe: dralaba3000@gmail.com ili kontaktirajte njegov WhatsApp/viber na ovaj broj:+1(425) 477- 2744, on je Bog poslan da vrati izgubljene ljubavnike i donese vam sreću.OdgovoriIzbriši VOODOO LORD je jednostavno najbolji čarobnjak. Iz poštovanja prema vama i iskrenom poslu koji ste obavili za mene, moram prenositi ovo svjedočanstvo koliko god mogu. Kontaktirao sam druge čarolije bez da sam vidio nikakve rezultate, volio bih da sam vas kontaktirao prije, dobio sam sve što sam želio od vas. Moj muž je otišao godinu dana, a ja sam otišla na nekoliko mjesta, također surfajući internetom tražeći pomoć, također sam kontaktirala druge čarolije za pomoć, ali bez rezultata, nego sam gubila vrijeme, novac i druge resurse dok me konačno nisu upoznali s Voodoo Lordom. Nakon što je bacio ljubavnu čaroliju, konačno sam dobila poziv od muža. Njegove čarolije djelovale su magično i moj muž se vratio pun ljubavi. Bilo je čudo, odjednom se vratio s cvijećem i rekao mi da mu oprostim, bila sam stvarno zapanjena i šokirana kada je moj muž kleknuo i molio za oprost da ga prihvatim natrag. Stvarno mi nedostaje riječi i još uvijek sam jako iznenađena, sada sam opet vrlo sretna žena. Zaista cijenim tvoj dobar rad Voodoo Lord. Svima kojima je potrebna pomoć pravog čarobnjaka pošaljite e-poštu voodoo Lordu na voodooconnect60@gmail.com ili mu pišite na WhatsApp na +2348097014925OdgovoriIzbriši uspjela sam se pomiriti sa svojim ljubavnikom nakon 6 mjeseci nerazgovaranja jedno s drugim uz pomoć velikog čovjeka poznatog kao dr. Ajayi, jako sam svjestan onoga što radim tako da nikad nisam vjerovao u urok ili vudu, ali dr. Ajayi se mijenja moja perspektiva zbog prekrasnog posla koji je učinio za mene, nikad nisam vjerovao da će se moj ljubavnik ikada ponovno spojiti. Molila sam ga nekoliko puta, ali nikad me nije poslušao sve dok nisam naišla na kontakt dr. Ajayija i odlučila da mu dam priliku i, na moju nevjerojatnost, moj ljubavnik mi se vratio nakon ljubavne čarolije koju je napravio dr. Ajayi, mi smo sada sretno živimo zajedno zahvaljujući dr. Ajayiju, bilo mi je teško povjerovati, ali zahvaljujem se što sam kontaktirao dr. Ajayija za njegovu pomoć i danas sam sretan podijeliti dobru stvar koju je dr. Ajayi učinio u mom životu, ako vam treba pomoć čarolije za bilo koju vrstu problema, vjerujem da će te on riješiti. Nemojte se sramiti svog problema, potražite pomoć od dr. Ajayija. Kontaktirajte Viber/Whatsapp: +2347084887094OdgovoriIzbriši Moje ime je Julie Sweet, obećala sam da ću preporučiti dr Ogundelea svima kojima je potrebna bilo kakva pomoć. Bila sam tako tužna nakon što sam bila razdvojena od muža 5 godina. Prošle sedmice sam kontaktirala dr Ogundelea i on je bacio čini da vrati mog muža, a nakon 24 sata moj muž se vratio kući i tražio od mene oproštaj, kakvo čudo. Svako treba da mi pomogne da mu se zahvalim. Ako nekome ovdje treba bilo kakva pomoć, savjetujem vam da ga kontaktirate na WhatsApp ili Viber chat: +27638836445. Dr Ogundele je supermen.OdgovoriIzbriši Hvala dr. Ajayi, moj muž se vratio kući i vrlo sam sretna što mogu dati do znanja svijetu da je dr. Ajayi pravi i istinski duhovni čovjek. Moj muž je otišao od kuće nakon našeg razvoda i ostali smo razdvojeni 3 godine, ali ja ga još uvijek volim pa sam zaposlila dr. Ajayija da izvede ljubavnu čaroliju da se vratimo i unutar tjedan dana nakon čarolije počela sam vidjeti promjene, po prvi put put u tri godine suprug me nazvao i tražio pomirenje i od tada živimo sretno zajedno. Kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija na Viber ili WhatsApp: +2347084887094 ili mu pošaljite e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com Vjerujem da će vam opet vratiti osmijeh na lice.OdgovoriIzbriši Ja sam također među mnogima koji će se javiti ovdje na liniju samo kako bih pronašao riječi kojima će utješiti srce od boli koju osjećam u svakoj kušnji s mojom obitelji, uglavnom svojim ljubavnim životom, ali kao život koji ga ima došao sam komentarom poput ovo ovdje što je bilo u velikoj mjeri povezano s mojom pričom i kako je konzultant za odnose pod imenom DR Wale unio tu radost u njihov život i pomogao im da se izliječe od depresije kroz koju su prolazili pa sam uzela njegov kontakt i konzultirala ga u vezi sa svojim slučaju i bilo mi je drago što jesam jer sam danas dio mnogih koje je DR WALE dao novi život, u potpunosti ću preporučiti svakome tko ima veze i druge povezane probleme da stupi u kontakt s ovim čovjekom, on će sigurno pronaći rješenje za vas. možete kontaktirati njegov WhatsApp/Viber +2347054019402 ILI drwalespellhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Vera Wayne, Istinita životna priča:OdgovoriIzbriši Ovo svjedočanstvo dijelim s partnerima koji pate od problema u vezi. Suprug me napustio prije 3 godine. Bila sam povrijeđena i trebala sam pomoć, pa sam malo istražila na internetu i naišla na stranicu na kojoj sam vidjela da je dr. Ogundele pomogao i drugim ljudima sa sličnim problemima. Kontaktirao sam ga i napravio je posebnu čaroliju za mene. Na moje iznenađenje, nakon 24 sata, moj muž se vratio kući. Tako smo se ponovno okupili i puno je ljubavi, radosti i mira u mojoj obitelji. Ogundele možete kontaktirati i na WhatsApp ili Viber: +27638836445. Ja sam živo svjedočanstvo njegovog rada, ovaj čovjek je super. - Anonimno25. lipnja 2022. u 17:41 Je li vaš muškarac iznenada rekao da želi razvod, a vi želite da se vas dvoje vratite u vrijeme kada još postoji ljubav u obitelji? Onda ne tražite više jer je dr. Ajayi, veliki čarobnjak, pravi za vas. Po zanimanju sam bankar, kad mi je brak od 7 godina propao, ovo mi je jako slomilo srce, pa čak i utjecalo na moj posao jer sam uvijek razmišljao a ne koncentriran. Istinski volim svog muža pa tražim načine na koje ga mogu vratiti nakon što sam živio odvojeno oko 5 mjeseci. Naišao sam na svjedočanstvo muškarca koji je rekao da je uspio dobiti unapređenje na poslu uz pomoć velikog čarobnjaka dr. Ajayija pa sam preuzeo njegov kontakt i došao do njega, objasnio sam mu probleme u braku i uvjeravao me da će stvari krenuti bolje za mene, ali sam rekao neke stvari koje je potrebno napraviti da postignem svoju svrhu, slijedila sam njegove upute i danas opet živim sretno sa svojim mužem, on je stvarno divan čovjek i blagoslovljen od svojih bogova. Kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija za bilo kakve životne probleme na njegov Viber ili WhatsApp broj: +2347084887094 ili na e-mail: drajayi1990@gmail.com nećete požaliti što ste se s njim sreli.OdgovoriIzbriši - Nikolina Vesic18. srpnja 2022. u 08:01 Je li vaš muškarac iznenada rekao da želi razvod, a vi nikad niste željeli razvod jer ga ne možete prestati voljeti. Onda ne tražite dalje jer Voodoo lord veliki čarolija je za vas. Kad je moj brak doživio krah, to mi je stvarno slomilo srce, pa čak i utjecalo na moj rad jer sam još uvijek razmišljao i nisam bio koncentriran. Jako volim svog muža pa tražim načine da ga vratim nakon nekoliko mjeseci razdvojenog života. Naišao sam na svjedočanstvo čovjeka koji je rekao da je uspio dobiti unapređenje uz pomoć velikog čarobnjaka Voodoo lorda, pa sam uzeo njegov kontakt i kontaktirao ga. Objasnila sam mu probleme u braku i on me uvjeravao da će sve biti u redu, bila sam puna nade i rekao je neke stvari koje treba učiniti kako bih postigao svoj cilj. Slijedila sam njegove upute i danas ponovno živim sretno sa svojim mužem, on je zaista veliki čarolija. Kontaktirajte Voodoo lorda za bilo kakve životne probleme na WhatsApp +2348097014925 ili e-poštu: voodooconnect60@gmail.com. nećete požaliti ako ga kontaktirate.OdgovoriIzbriši VOODOO LORD je jednostavno najbolji čarač. Iz poštovanja prema vama i istinskom poslu koji ste obavili za mene, moram ovo svjedočanstvo prenijeti koliko god mogu. Kontaktirao sam druge čarolije, ali nisam vidio nikakve rezultate, volio bih da sam vas kontaktirao ranije, dobio sam sve što sam želio od vas. Mog muža nije bilo godinu dana i otišla sam na nekoliko mjesta, također sam surfala internetom tražeći pomoć i kontaktirala druge čarolije za pomoć, ali još nema rezultata, već sam uzalud trošila svoje vrijeme, novac i druge resurse dok se konačno nisam upoznala s Voodoo Lordom. Nakon što je bacio ljubavnu čaroliju, konačno me nazvao moj muž. Njegove su čarolije djelovale čarobno i moj se muž vratio pun ljubavi. Bilo je čudno, iznenada se vratio sa cvijećem i rekao mi da mu oprostim, bila sam stvarno zapanjena i šokirana kada je moj muž kleknuo i molio za oprost da ga primim natrag. Stvarno mi nedostaje riječi i još uvijek sam jako iznenađena, sada sam ponovno vrlo sretna žena. Stvarno cijenim tvoj dobar rad Voodoo Lorde. Svakome kome treba pomoć pravog čarolija pošaljite poruku Voodoo Lordu na voodooconnect60@gmail.com ili mu pišite na WhatsApp na +2348097014925OdgovoriIzbriši Dobar dan svima, želim da svi znaju za dr Ogundele, odličnog čarolija koji mi je vratio mog dečka (muža) u roku od 24 sata sa svojim moćima, moj dečko me ostavio na 2 godine da budem sa drugom ženom, prošle nedelje sam bila upoznao sa dr Ogundeleom, nakon njegovog posla moj dečko se vratio kući. Rekao sam dr Ogundeleu da ću podijeliti dobre vijesti da ljudi znaju o njemu, ako imate problema u vezi, život ili bolest kontaktirajte ga na njegov WhatsApp ili Viber: +27638836445. Ovaj čovjek je moćan i stvaran.OdgovoriIzbriši Žao mi je ako vas ovaj post vrijeđa, samo pokušavam da cijenim čovjeka koji je unio sreću mojoj porodici, braku i poslu. Verona. - Anonimno24. srpnja 2022. u 14:59 Imala sam ozbiljnih problema u vezi s mužem i to ga je natjeralo da se iseli. Stvari su se pogoršale, počeo je odlaziti u klubove, opijati se i padati u nesvijest. Ponekad kad smo razgovarali telefonom, on bi mi prijetio, jednostavno nije bio pri sebi i naša djeca su patila od te drame. Stvarno ga volim i bili smo u braku 15 godina što nam je dalo tri prekrasna dječaka. Također sam izgubio mnogo novca na terapeute i bacače uroka. Bio sam u dugovima i osjećao sam kako se moj svijet ruši. Moj prijatelj me upoznao s bacačem čarolija po imenu dr. Ajayi kojemu je pomogao s istom stvari i mislio sam da je to opet samo prijevara, ali ovaj put je bilo drugačije. Učinila sam sve što je dr. Ajayi tražio od mene i nakon nekoliko dana moj je suprug nazvao i rekao da se vraća kući i da ne zna što ga je spopalo. Moj muž sada ima posao i bio je trijezan, to nam je pomoglo da poboljšamo financije i danas smo bez dugova. To je čudo za koje nisam vjerovao da je moguće, izgubio sam svaku nadu dok nisam pronašao dr. Ajayija, moćnog bacača čarolija. Ako imate poteškoća u braku/vezi i bilo kakvog životnog problema, vjerujem da vam dr. Ajayi može pomoći da kontaktirate dr. Ajayija na Viberu/Whatsappu: +2347084887094 ili e-pošti:drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Ovdje smo da osiguramo zajmove u rasponu od minimalno 10.000,00 USD do najviše 10.000.000,00 USD, a to je kada se želite prijaviti u dolarima. Također, ako ste iz Indonezije, slobodno se možete prijaviti za zajam od najmanje 100 Rp. maksimum od 25 milijardi Rp, tako da također ako ste iz Malezije, možete se slobodno prijaviti za zajam od najmanje 30 tisuća Rm i najviše od 850 tisuća Rm. Također možete podnijeti zahtjev u drugim valutama koje nisu spomenute gore, uvijek smo tu da vam pružimo zajam koji vam je potreban da podmirite sve svoje financijske izdatke po vrlo nižoj stopi jer to radimo godinama i bilo je uspješno i korisno i zajmodavcu i zajmoprimcu, zato imamo svjedočanstva posvuda > >> Najnovije svjedočanstvo bio je Farouk iz Malezije s iznosom od 2,3 juta Rp i također Indra iz Indonezije s iznosom od 570 juta Rp, stoga nemojte biti izostavljeni u ovoj transakciji koja je vrlo jednostavna za kupce >> >>>>OdgovoriIzbriši U nastavku se nalaze podaci za kontakt Naziv tvrtke: ISKANDAR LESTARI LOAN COMPANY e_mail::>[iskandalestari.kreditpersatuan@gmail.com] Razveden sam već nekoliko godina. Kako su godine prolazile, shvatila sam da se moj brak raspao, da sam slomljena i depresivna. Bilo je to najjadnije i najpotresnije razdoblje u mom životu, ništa drugo nije važno, samo sam želio svoj dom natrag i ponovno biti sretan. Nekako sam slučajno naišla na post u vezi s čudesnim djelima DR WALE-a i samo tjedan dana nakon konzultacija s njim, marljivo slušajući njegove upute, moj bivši suprug mi se obratio, ispričao se i bio spreman učiniti da stvari funkcioniraju. Sada planiramo zajednički odmor, da nadoknadimo sve izgubljeno, sada sam super uzbuđen i sretan, štoviše vječno sam zahvalan DR WALE-u što mi je vratio dom.. Možete ga kontaktirati za pomoć da vratite ljubav i mir u vaš brak ili veza. Možete mu poslati WhatsApp/Viber na +2347054019402 ili na e-mail: drwalespellhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Želim upotrijebiti ovaj mogući način da cijenim jednog čovjeka kojemu iskreno zahvaljujem i visoko cijenim njegovu pomoć i dobrotu koju mi je iskazao. Želim reći VELIKO HVALA DR. WALEU, vi ste zaista NAJVEĆI SVJETSKI BACAČ ČARONICA. bez kompromisnih riječi, DR WALE mi je pomogao da vratim svoj davno izgubljeni brak s mojim mužem i također vratio svoj život na svjetlo dana kada sam mislila da je sve nestalo. Sada sam novo stvorenje uz pomoć njegove moćne čarolije. prijatelji ovdje, molim vas, molim vas da više ne tražite spamere koji se ponašaju kao pravi bacači čarolija, NAJPRAVIJI I NAJPRAVIJI BACAČ ČAROLIJA je DR WALE NAJVEĆI NA SVIJETU. on je tako vjeran svojim riječima i njegove su riječi značajne. kontaktirajte ga sada na WhatsApp/Viber : +2347054019402 ili e-mail : drwalespellhome@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši - Anonimno8. rujna 2022. u 16:12 Ovdje sam da svjedočim što je dr. Ajayi učinio za mene, iako nikad ne vjerujem da će to uspjeti tek dok ga nisam dao suđenje, već sam bio oženjen sa suprugom 10 godina, a da nisam mogao zatrudnjeti, molio sam se Bogu pitajući On će mi poslati pomoćnika za sudbinu do jednog vjernog dana, moj najbolji prijatelj došao je u kuću da me posjeti, nikad nisam znao da je došao s šarmom da odnese mog muža iz mene jer nisam mogao roditi muž više ne ostajem u tome Kuća sa mnom uvijek je s mojim najboljim prijateljem koju sam plakao i želim da se moj brak vrati, pa sam otišao na internet za pomoć, tamo sam čitao o divnim stvarima koje je dr. Ajayi učinio kako bih pomogao ljudima koji su suočeni s mojom vrstom problema, pa sam kontaktirao DR Ajayi i ja slijedili smo upute koje je dr. Ajayi dao na moje iznenađenje otprilike tjedan dana kasnije, suprug se vratio kući moleći zbog oproštenja, oprostio sam mu da sada odlazimo sretno od svega, sada sam trudna nakon deset godina bez trudnoće sve Hvala dr. Ajayi koji mi pomaže. Kontaktirajte dr. Ajayi na WhatsApp: +2347084887094 ili e -mail: drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši - Anonimno11. rujna 2022. u 10:06 Samo želim da cijeli svijet sazna za ovog čarobnjaka kojeg sam upoznao prije nekog vremena, ne mogu reći sve što je učinio za mene. muž me ostavio prije 4 godine s mojom djecom. Surfala sam internetom kad sam na internetu upoznala svjedočanstvo ovog divnog čovjeka, odlučila sam pokušati i moj se muž sada vratio i ponovno smo sretni. Ne mogu staviti sve oko čega mi je pomogao u pisanoj formi, sve što mogu reći je puno hvala, jako sam sretan i uvjerio me da radi puno magije, uključujućiOdgovoriIzbriši *Ljubavna čarolija *Čarolija moći *Čarolija za uspjeh *Sudbina trudnoće *Čarolija za brak *čarolija za dobro plaćen posao * Zaštitna čarolija *čarolija za dobivanje sudskog spora * čarolija za sreću itd. Ako vam je potrebna pomoć čarača dr. Ajayija, kontaktirajte ga na ovu adresu e-pošte (drajayi1990@gmail.com) ili ga dodajte na WhatsApp +2347084887094 i razgovarajte s njim o svom problemu. On je dobar čovjek i uvijek ću mu biti zahvalan. HITNA I UČINKOVITA LJUBAVNA ČAROLIJA KOJA ĆE VAM POMOĆI DA VRATITE BIVŠEG LJUBAVNIKA VRLO BRZO WHATSAPP: +2347054019402OdgovoriIzbriši Želim se zahvaliti dr. WALE-u na dobroj stvari koju je učinio za mene, iako nisam siguran je li ovo najbolji forum za iskazivanje moje radosti i sreće zbog onoga što je učinio za mene, ali ne mogu sakriti sreću i moja radost pa je moram podijeliti s ljudima, moj brak se srušio prije otprilike godina i pokušala sam sve što sam mogla, ali bezuspješno. Vidio sam post i svjedočanstvo o dobrim stvarima koje je radio DR WALE pa sam odlučio pokušati. iako je on uvijek zauzet čovjek, ali kad je odgovorio na moj WhatsApp, dao mi je tjedne da se moj brak obnovi, baš kao što je rekao, moj brak je obnovljen od tada sam sretan i živim sretno, tako sam zahvalan DR WALE . uvijek možete WhatsApp/Viber : +2347054019402 ILI Email : drwalespellhome@gmail.com - Anonimno18. rujna 2022. u 10:38 Jeste li žena koja traži plod utrobe, želite čuti glasove djece u svojoj kući, ali niste uspjeli zatrudnjeti, ne brinite više jer će vam dr. Ajayi pomoći da imate bebu, suočavala sam se slična situacija kada čovjek svjedoči kako mu je veliki čarač dr. Ajayi pomogao da vrati svoju voljenu ženu kući nakon 9 mjeseci razdvojenosti, obratio sam se dr. Ajayiju objasnio mi je moje stanje, rekao mi je da ne plačem više i pripremio biljni piće za mene koje sam popila i za tri mjeseca sam bila trudna s blizancima, sada sam ponosna majka. kontaktirajte dr. Ajayija, čarobnjaka za svaku životnu situaciju, on je dobar čovjek. Viber ili WhatsApp: +2347084887094 ili email :drajayi1990@gmail.comOdgovoriIzbriši Kako vratiti bivšeg ljubavnika iako se čini nemogućim.OdgovoriIzbriši Nakon što je moj dečko s kojim sam bila tri godine prekinuo sa mnom, jedva sam mogla govoriti, a da ne zaplačem. Osjećao sam se zaslijepljeno i nisam znao što učiniti i bio sam shrvan. Najbolnije od svega je to što sam zbog njega bila trudna. Htjela sam ga natrag. Učinila sam sve što je bilo u mojoj moći da ga vratim, ali sve je bilo uzalud, toliko sam ga željela nazad zbog ljubavi koju sam gajila, molila sam ga na sve, obećavala sam, ali on je odbijao. Objasnio sam svoj problem sestri i ona mi je predložila da se radije obratim čaraču koji bi mi mogao pomoći da bacim čaroliju da ga vratim, nisam imao izbora nego dati mu trag. Poslao sam poruku čarobnjaku koji se zove DR WALE, i on me uvjerio da nema problema i da će sve biti u redu, rekao mi je što treba učiniti i dao sam potrebne stvari. Bacio je čaroliju i iznenađujuće nekoliko tjedana kasnije nazvao me moj dečko. Bilo je tako iznenađujuće, odgovorila sam na poziv i sve što je rekao je da mu je jako žao zbog svega što se dogodilo da želi da se vratimo zajedno. Također je rekao da me jako voli. Bila sam tako sretna i otišla sam k njemu tako da smo ponovno počeli sretno živjeti zajedno. zahvaljujući DR WALE-u. ako ste ovdje i vaš ljubavnik vas odbija, ili vam je dečko otišao kod druge djevojke, nemojte više plakati, kontaktirajte DR WALE-a za pomoć sada.. Ovdje je njegov kontakt. E-pošta: drwalespellhome@gmail.com Bok prijatelji, ja sam Naomi Samuel, nova sam ovdje, ne znam kako stvari ovdje funkcioniraju, ali ovdje sam pročitala dobre komentare i dodat ću malo iz svog života jer će mnogima biti od koristi mi ovdje, u potrazi za odgovorima i odnosima za rješavanje problema. Bila sam četiri godine u vezi sa Samulom, on je prekinuo sa mnom, učinila sam sve da ga vratim, ali sve je bilo uzalud, toliko sam ga željela zbog ljubavi koju gajim prema svom mužu, pitala sam ga o svemu sam obećao, ali on je odbio. Objasnila sam problem svog odnosa s kolegicom na poslu i ona mi je predložila da se radije obratim ljubavniku koji bi mi mogao pomoći da napravim ljubavnu čaroliju da vratim muškarca kući, ali ja sam žena koja nikad nije vjerovala u magiju, imala sam nema izbora , probala sam, kontaktirala sam vrača i rekao mi je da nema problema da će sve biti u redu u roku od tri dana, moj bivši će mi se vratiti u roku od tri dana, dr alaba je bacio urok i svaka druga amajlija u njegovom do hrama u moje ime usred noći. Začudo, drugi dan je bilo oko podneva. 16.00 Zvali su me sa nepoznatog broja, nazvao me bivši muž, bila sam toliko iznenađena da sam se javila na telefon, vidjela da je to moj muž, dugo smo razgovarali i sve što je rekao je da mu je žao. . jer je sve bilo krivo, rekao je da želi da mu se vratim da me voli još više. Bila sam tako sretna i otišla sam kod njega, kako smo počeli sretno živjeti zajedno i dan danas. Od tada sam obećao da ću podijeliti svoje dobre vijesti s ljubavnim igrama koje rade savršeno bez ikakvih nuspojava. Imam čvrstu namjeru da netko za koga znam da ima problema u vezi može pomoći takvoj osobi upućujući mu jedinu pravu i moćnu provjeru pravopisa koja mi je pomogla riješiti problem u braku. email:drapata4@gmail.com možete mu poslati email ako vam je potrebna pomoć u vašoj vezi možete ga kontaktirati na WhatsApp i Viber na ovaj broj: +1(425) 477-2744OdgovoriIzbriši