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long as they recognize My True and Sovereign Kingship, and My Holy
Mother as Mediatrix, they will have the Light of the True Faith, and I
promise them shepherds after My Own Heart. I will not abandon them
as it will appear that I have abandoned those who have abandoned me."
"Thus says the Lord: You have abandoned me, and therefore I have
abandoned you." (2 Chron. 12:5). "But if we deny him he will deny us."
(2 Tim 2:12). "But whoever denies me before others, I will deny before
my heavenly father." (Mt 10:33). "Daughter, I commission you with
the duty of relating this message of Mine to My faithful sons of My
church in My beloved Philippines. It must be known!!!" The
Lord of hosts has sworn: "As I resolved, so shall it be;
As I have proposed, so shall it stand...This is the plan
proposed for the whole earth, and this is the hand outstretched over all
nations. The Lord of hosts has planned; who can thwart him?
His hand is stretched out; who can turn it back?" (Is 14:24, 26‑27).
Jesus made His final plea to come before His image on January 8, 1993.
"My daughter, write My Words for My children in the whole world.
Come children! Come to My Mercy! Come children! Come
before My Image of 'Jesus King of All Nations'!" "Gathering
together with joy and happiness before God." (Esther 10:10). "Come and receive
the Merciful Balm of My Love so that you may be healed of your spiritual
ills, your mental ills, and your physical ills. Oh My children,
I LOVE YOU!!!" "You are my people." (Is 51:16).
Many other signs, wonders, healings and conversions have been reported.
A Daughter made the Novena of Communions for her elderly sick mother.
Jesus promised nine special angels for the beneficiary of this Novena.
Her mother had a vision of these angels at the end of the Novena after
she had surgery which revealed her terminal cancer. Similarly, a nurse
daughter prayed the Chaplet of Unity for her mother who was in a
hopeless coma. Jesus promised many spiritual, physical, emotional and
psychological healings for those who pray this prayer. Her mother
recovered from the coma. Another woman was healed from cancerous breast
tumors after the prayers of the Devotion were prayed.
A woman who suffered from uncontrollable tremors prayed a Novena of
Chaplets of Unity for her healing. On the ninth day of the Novena she
received the gift of tears as she prayed. She got up to wipe her tears
and discovered that she could walk without any tremors! Her doctor
declared it a miracle.
A son prayed the Novena in honor of Jesus as True King for his father
after he had been diagnosed three times with cancer. The doctors said
that it would take several weeks for the results of the fourth
diagnosis. However, they unexpectedly called on the lads day of the
Novena and reported that there was no indication whatsoever of any
cancer!
A homosexual man lay dying in a hospital from Aids. He was angry and
swore that he would never be reconciled with Jesus or the Church. His
mother prayed the prayers of the Devotion for his conversion. Soon he
asked to see a priest who visited him, patiently listened to him and
heard his confession,. He got well enough to leave the hospital and to
testify to others that he would die as a member of the Church which he
peacefully did soon thereafter.
A continuing wonder of the Devotion is that the Visitation Image of
Jesus King of All Nations continues to exude a perfumed aroma from His
heart and His wounds. Remember that Jesus is the only anointed priest,
prophet and king. When Mary anointed Him at Bethany, Lazarus' house
with filled with the aroma. (Jn. 12:3).
The aroma from the Image has even filled the streets! This occurred
during the 1993 Right to Life March in Washington, D.C. and the March
for Jesus in Montreal, Canada.
Testimonies
Marian Rohlik healed by Jesus King of
All Nations!
Marian Rohlik is an example of the power of prayer to Jesus King of All
Nations.
This former resident of Elrosa has always had a strong belief in her
Catholic faith. In May prayers were answered when she was cured of an
incurable disease.
The Battle with essential tremors
In April, 1997, Rohlik, now 64, was diagnosed with essential tremors, a
neurological disorder involving shaking or bobbing. The disease, a
cousin to Parkinson's disease, usually affects about 6 in 100,000
people, causing shaking hands for men and a bobbing or shaking head for
women.
Her granddaughter was the first to notice Rohlik' s head bobbing in
spring 1997, when Rohlik was talking on the phone.
"My granddaughter began shaking her head and smiling when I was on the
phone, " said Rohlik. "Gene (her husband) noticed it after
that." Rohlik visited Dr. Mari Thomas in Sauk Centre and was diagnosed
with essential tremors. She started taking prescription drugs for the
disease which has no identifiable cause.
A MRI and a CAT scan were perform, and Rohlik was sent to Willmar to see
a neurologist. "The (neurologist) agreed it was essential tremors and
said it shouldn't have gotten that bad in such a short period of time.
It usually takes years to develop," she said. "Within two weeks (of
diagnosis) my whole body was shaking." Medication was increased, but
there was no relief. Rohlik was sent to the University of Minnesota.
The doctor confirmed the diagnosis and informed Rohlik about the
disease.
"Essential tremors is inherited," said Rohlik. "If someone in my family
would have lived longer, I would have seen it." Rohlik also found out
each of her surviving children have a 50 percent chance of developing
essential tremors.
At the U of M, the doctor suggested Rohlik have brain surgery on both
sides of her brain as a way to decrease the tremors. The doctor had
Rohlik watch a movie about brain surgery and explained the procedure by
drawing a map.
Leads hooked up to batteries on her chest would run from her brain in an
effort to decrease the tremors. Rohlik was leery about the operation and
the doctors were not sure how much it would help since the tremors were
throughout her body. But Rohlik didn't have any other options.
Her shaking had gotten so bad she needed to have support when she
walked, either an arm to hold on to or the use of the furniture as she
crossed the room.
As the condition worsened, Rohlik's children decided to more her in
spring 1999 to St. Michael, Minn., because they were afraid of her
falling and getting hurt in her two story home in Elrosa. Her husband,
Gene had died from cancer in November 1998, so she was alone in the
house.
The power of prayer
Rohlik kept in touch with her friends from Elrosa and the
surrounding areas. During one of her visits, a friend from Sauk Centre
gave her the Devotion's Chaplet of Unity.
"Roman Kulzer handed me this chaplet and asked me to say it," said
Rohlik. "He told me what a powerful prayer it was. I went home and said
the novena with the thought in mind that I was asking for faith in my
children, grandchildren and friends," said Rohlik.
Rohlik said the novena for nine days.
"On May 11 (1999), shortly before noon I was saying my last set and I
just began crying and couldn't stop," she said. "I just told myself I
had to finish the prayer."
After finishing the prayer, she went to the kitchen to make lunch.
"I got there and I thought 'I didn't stumble or grab any furniture',"
said Rohlik. "I felt under my chin and felt that my head wasn't
bobbing."
She then looked in the bathroom mirror and didn't see her head bobbing
at all.
Rohlik called her daughter, Mary, to tell her the news. Mary continued
to call every half hour to find out if anything had changed.
A few days later, the tremors hadn't returned and Rohlik visited Elrosa
to tell her friends and doctors.
"I called Roman (Kulzer) and he was flabbergasted," said Rohlik. "I
then went to Sauk Centre to the clinic and presented myself to Dr.
Thomas. She just hugged me and said "We have a miracle!"
She also visited her other specialists in Maple Grove and at the U
of M. Each of them verified she did have essential tremors and now were
amazed that there was no sign of the disease.
Rohlik has enjoyed being able to walk and take care of herself
again.
"It feels so good to be able to do things for myself. It's been a
long time," said Rohlik, who found it hard to let people wait on her
during her illness.
Elrosa Priest Father LeRoy Scheierl told Rohlik he feels privileged
to see something this powerful.
"He said the tears were the Holy Spirit cleansing my soul. That's
why the tears kept coming," said Rohlik.
Since Rohlik's miraculous recovery, she has been spreading her
story to everyone she meets by handing them a booklet with the Chaplet
of Unity.
"I think the good Lord did this to me because he knew I had a big
mouth and would tell everybody," Rohlik jokes.
Before and throughout her illness, Rohlik attended Mass everyday
when she could and believed very strongly that everything happened
because the Lord wanted it to.
"Prayer is very important and I think this woke a few people up,"
said Rohlik. "I am very thankful and I want everyone to pray."
"I am sure the good Lord listens to every prayer no matter what
your faith," she added. "You just have to believe and have faith."
As she spreads the word of her recovery, she takes time to pray for
others also. She spends two hours every morning saying prayers,
going to Mass and reading the Bible. She makes a list of people
who ask her to pray for them and includes them in her morning ritual. "I
felt the good Lord just felt this was such a powerful outward sign of
His love," she said. "And he wanted to show everyone He is in
charge.
Homosexual Healed by Devotion to Jesus
King of All Nations!
CHRIS'S Story (New Zealand
Courage Member)
The story of how my male partner and I became members of Courage is one
of startling suddenness. During Advent last year - 8th December, Feast
of the Immaculate Conception, to be exact - I came across a leaflet in
the Catholic book shop concerning Devotions to Jesus King of All
Nations. The promise of "powerful and unprecedented effects" was
attached to a Novena of Holy Communions in honour of Jesus under that
title. The very next day I went to Mass and began the Novena. It was
during that time (nine consecutive communions by not necessarily nine
calendar days in a row), that I began to have overwhelming doubts about
my lifestyle. As a Catholic with same sex attractions who had lived the
past eight years with a non-Catholic man in a faithful, committed
relationship, I had previously had doubts-so had he-about the sexual
aspect of our relationship, but both of us always managed to shut out
these nagging thoughts. About a week before Christmas I went to a
Reconciliation (which is a condition of the Novena) and timidly
confessed, without being too specific, to "sexual sins". Once I'd done
this I began hoping I'd "stay clean" for Christmas, which happened, and
a very special Christmas Day Mass it was. From there on, my doubts
multiplied. I began wanting to "stay clean" longer, and this then put
me in a very difficult position with my friend, Matthew. How was I to
tell him I'd started thinking differently about things?
On the sixth day of 1999, I began a second Novena of Communions, this
time for Matthew, and I asked the Lord to help me to solve this whole
messy situation. Somehow, please, could He change Matthew's heart, get
him to approach me and say, "I want us to give up sex!", not because I
was afraid to broach the subject myself but because it was such a
complex issue: I didn't want to be seen as enforcing my Catholic
conscience upon him, nor did I want to put him off the Church he's often
shown interest it, by insisting the physical side of our love cease.
After all, it was our devotion to each other - unrelenting against every
obstacle over eight years - that had brought so much healing for him.
He had suffered Multiple Personality through childhood abuse, and we had
always felt this healing came from God through the love we shared.
After my second Holy Communion for this Novena - Sunday Mass, 10th
January - I was to get the surprise of my life. Later that day Matthew
told me he had something serious to discuss with me. "I want to become
Catholic," he announced, "I want to go for instruction and be
baptized." I nearly fell over backwards, especially at the next piece
of news: "I also want to receive Holy Communion and that's the tricky
bit. I'm sorry but we'll have to end our sex life. I couldn't
possibly go to Communion and be sexually active. It had to come to this
eventually anyway - my childhood has ruined that part of me - so how do
you feel about celibacy?"
Three days later I went to a full and proper Confession. Too late to
catch the priest at the inner-city chapel I often attended. I decided
to call off at the Cathedral on the way home. There I found a
newsletter saying Confession could be arranged by appointment. Heart in
mouth, I wandered over to the Presbytery, hoping I might bump into the
priest I'd met here eighteen months ago who had really impressed me. He
opened the door! He agreed to hear confession. Thankfully, he didn't
sound judgmental when I spoke about my homosexuality but acknowledged
mildly, "So you've sinned with another man." He was far more concerned
about my reception of Holy Communion while in a state of sin. At that
point, I felt no remorse (in a way, I still wasn't convinced my
confessed sins were truly sins). I felt nothing and thought I should.
I did begin despairing about the many sac religious communions until I
discussed this again with the priest. From that day on I began to have
a deep yearning to attend daily Mass (whenever I could) and with each succeeding Mass I was gradually regaining my spiritual eyes to see
that homosexual sex was wrong; I wept from time to tome before the Lord;
I began to experience a profound and moving sense of union with Jesus at
Communion time; I began to recall how wonderful it had once been to be
so close to Him eight years ago, and realize I was now able to resume
this spiritual intimacy with nothing on my conscience. It felt so
amazingly good to be pure, to be chaste, "restored to innocence through
the Sacrament of Penance."
Over the days and weeks that followed I half expected Matthew to change
his mind and recant his wish for celibacy. But he didn't. By the end
of January he was suggesting we establish separate bedrooms, which we
die. Over four months later, our celibacy continues (oh, we had two
slip-ups but both of us felt dirtied and terrible afterwards, so we
vowed never to break the celibacy rule again). What has helped us
tremendously in our ongoing efforts, of course, is Courage which does
not ask its members to change their orientation but simply encourages
and supports them in their walk with God to live celibate lives and
develop their spiritual commitment to the Catholic Faith.
Unbeknown to me at the time, the priest I had approached for confession
at the Cathedral was chaplain of the diocese's first chapter of Courage
just starting to find its feet. Isn't God incredible? Father gently
suggested I look at joining. Taking home the Courage Handbook to study,
Matthew and I read it together and both agreed to start attending the
following Wednesday.
Today Matthew also goes to private instruction with the same priest,
preparing to become a Catholic, and I sit in on the sessions. Now firm
in his conviction that "gay" sex acts are against God's will, he has
found peace for the first time in 31 years and eagerly looks forward to
baptism and first Holy Communion.
Ann Marie Maher-Tapia's Story
To whom it may concern:
My name is Ann Marie Maher-Tapia. I am Irish Catholic, born in
NY, and raised here in the suburbs of Philadelphia. I had always been
spiritually in-touch, and a practicing Catholic until I reached my
mid-20's, at which point I was dating and self absorbed and left the
church for some years. I was having multiple difficulties with my
personal life, and one day found a pamphlet with description of the King
of All Nations Devotion. At the time the man I was dating was a self
declared atheist. He was angry at God for several reasons and had turned
off his heart to many, and this reflected in his attitude and
temperament toward others - including me.
I was very interested in the information in the pamphlet (and I
still have the original), and decided one day that I was going nowhere,
and wanted God back in my life. I went to confession, and started to
pray the Novena prayers for guidance. I also started the Novena of Holy
Communions for the person I had been dating. His middle name is Gabriel,
so with this Novena of Holy Communions
I asked that the Angel Gabriel
intercede to God on this man's behalf.. that he receive an unmistakable
gift/vision or grace to know that God exists and to know that God loves
him. I did not dare to pray for myself as I usually feel that It would
be selfish and that I would be undeserving.
So I had completed these Holy Communions and 9 Chaplets of
Unity. And I broke into tears as I finished because I realized - who am
I to be asking God for any favors ? I was the one who was away from
Him for so many years (at least 7).... But that night, the man I had
dated called me to tell me he had "a dream" that he died. He felt
himself leave his body. He was accompanied by a blond being... probably
an angel. He was so shaken by his "dream" that he revealed very little.
He mentioned that he was guided through a beautiful place with rolling
green hills and this being spoke to him for some time. After being
shown the "beautiful place", he was taken to a very dark place. He said
he was in front of a black tunnel and black rings flew at him......and
flew through him....and many lined up behind him..... ready to take him
into this tunnel..... This was a very frightening experience and he
said, "then I woke up." There was nothing I could do to get any more
information out of him. I wanted to know what the "blond being" spoke
about. However, this person denied the gift that this truly was.....and
kept insisting that this was a dream. I explained that he was given a
vision of something maybe as a message or a warning, but no use. He
completely negated this, preferring to be in the state of denial. This
made me very upset. I recall that afterwards, I was so down that I had
to go out and browse some stores. This was just to keep my mind off the
fact that this person was so miserable and had such a hardened heart
that he could not accept the vision. Even I knew what it was - but no
use.
So one afternoon, I was walking through a nice store here in
King Of Prussia Pennsylvania,
called Bed Bath and Beyond. The store has an entrance (imagine the
bottom left corner of a box/square), and then the main isle proceeds as
if it were a ?concentric box - up, over, down, and out....I had only
just walked in. I was just nearing the rear and turned right to round
back out... and thinking how down I was that my prayers were not heard.
All of the sudden, walking toward me I saw a most beautiful
young man. I mean, beautiful. Young ? 30ish Blond and slightly
tanned...wearing t-shirt and jeans shorts with (like Timberland brand)
suede work boots. The most amazing thing about this 'person' walking
toward me was the eyes. This was a bluest turquoise blue and my gaze was
transfixed on those blue eyes. When all of the sudden, I became self
conscious and thought, "Ann Marie, you idiot, he's going to see you're
staring..." So I quickly turned my head to the left and there in
front of me was a handwritten
sign/paper over a bunch of bed sheets with the name "GABRIEL"
........... I Immediately turned my head back (this could not have been
10 seconds) and this 'person' was gone !!!!!!!! I ran the whole
perimeter of this square store/main isle.......He was gone. --- It was a
sign, a message for me that my prayers were heard. And it hit-me:
You can take a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. The man I'd
been dating had free will, and chose to negate the gift he'd been given.
Of course slowly - with the grace of God I was able to distance
myself from that man and his family... and I continued to do these
Chaplets of Unity for people who really needed them.
For your information, this was not the only time I'd seen this
"blond man". I was praying for "guidance" and "peace in my life".....
and one night I was driving from Philadelphia area back home (western
suburbs) on our Route 3. This goes east-west, and I was headed west.
For the most part this is a 4 lane route.... 2 lanes headed east and 2
headed west. I was praying.... and then I got arrogant.
You see, I have been known to have a verbal conversation with
God while driving. I started to complain that I couldn't find a nice
man to be with, and "why this" and "why that"..... and I reached a part
of this route where there is field with cattails on the right side and
some infrequent buildings on the left. Just approaching the outskirts of
West Chester I was griping in my car : Imagine driving alone on a
very dark starlit sky night, left lane going west, nothing
around..... no cars on the road.......and approaching a traffic light
where people can turn left into a small apartment complex. I was driving
approx 55mph and turned my head left to look out the window at the sky
and I intended to say "God I challenge you to find me someone nice."
BUT All I got out was "God I challenge you..." and something forced my
face forward. This blond male was in my left hand lane standing just
under the approaching traffic light....this was the only light except
for the stars in the sky.....and this blond man was standing with his
hands on his hips and looking straight at me !! He didn't move....It
took a second to register that I was driving 55mph on this road with no
one else in sight....I did not know where this person came from because
the only visible thing on my side of that road was fields and
cattails....... WHERE did he come from? and WHY was he stopped in my
lane with his hands on his hips looking at me like "YOU STOP" ------ I
actually had to swerve and screech the brakes to miss hitting this
'person', and when I was able to stop and turn around...........No one
there.
I was so shaken, and my heart was pounding so hard that I
thought I was having a heart attack. I started to contemplate what
happened, and opened my big mouth again and said, "All I wanted was a
little help..." and later up the road there is a church (Baptist
church) on the right/headed west, and the Sign at the entrance said,
"What can God do for you today?" Probably indicating that I should ask
nicely rather than gripe and complain.
Some weeks later, I went to get my sister from the U. Penn
Dental school dorm.....to bring her home. I was traveling the same road.
It was dusk, and I indicated to her when we reached that
portion of the route, that this was where I saw who I think to be the
Angel Gabriel. Then, I said, "But it could have been anyone, right?"
And just as I said that, the car passed under that traffic light where
I swerved that night. A great shooting star fell in front of us. Very
close. Sparkling tail.....and it didn't shoot across the firmament like
those we've all seen before. This ball of light fell straight down in
front of us.....and my sister said, "Just shut up AM."
I've smelled roses and incense while saying these
chaplets. I have seen others receive graces and gifts after praying
these chaplets. I myself was the recipient of a great gift.......my
husband. This will be the last portion of this email so I don't bore
you too much.
In August of 2000, I realized that something was missing in my
life. I had given some serious thought to doing some missionary work. I
started to pray for that "guidance"-----all the time wishing that God
would just write down what it was I was supposed to do. I had this empty
feeling like, I didn't have what I wanted, and I didn't want what I
had. So... I purchased a computer which I had every intention of giving
away shortly thereafter because I had determined that for my birthday
(September 5) I was going to tell my parents that I would be going with
the Consolata Missioners...maybe to Columbia, maybe to Argentina.
(Add...... I was in Peru 1999 with the Mercy nuns, and I speak fluent
Spanish; the previous beaux was Argentine, and Spanish speaking and I
have always been compelled to the language and to help people). I only
had this computer 3 days when I decided I would go into one of those
chat-rooms. AOL, and AOL Argentina. I'd been there twice...So I was in
that "chat" just to pass the time. And some stranger sent out a
message. It was "Are there any Argentine women in here?" and I
responded, (in Spanish) "Body from Ireland, soul from Argentina." This
was what caught (his attention) and at that time, our 'screen names'
were neutral so one would be unable to tell if the person on the other
computer was male/female. We started to chat, and do the instant
messages, and we learned that we had so much in common. The topic which
hooked me was (his) interest in the angels. After a few weeks, and after
learning more about this person....he asked if he could call me. Now, I
was not interested in any more crazy relationships.
One always has to be careful to not divulge too much
information... and so I lied, and said I was Argentine and from a
particular city....and well, thinking that it would be a 'one time
call', I said, "sure call me." And that was that. After a few days of
phone calls------ and nearing the date which I promised myself I'd tell
my parents I was going to be a lay missionary, I told (Carlos) who I
really was, and that I don't have a single Latin cell in my body. I told
him that I planned to leave and he said, "lets meet." Keep in mind, I'd
been praying the whole time...and so on September 3rd, 2000.....I drove
to Newark NJ and he trained in from Queens NY where he was staying with
his sister.
And we knew when we met that this was it. His parish in Queens,
is Mary Queen of Angels........and we dated from September 2000 (long
distance) through the next year and were married October 27, 2001. In
St. Agnes parish, Westchester. ---------- the months leading into the
wedding would be a whole email unto itself.
I was diagnosed with an ovarian mass, and had to be operated on
Aug 15, 2000... then Sept 11...... and then we got married.
So many wonderful things to tell..... and if I would tell that
story someday, you would see that only God could have made this wedding
happen. This is when I prayed the Novena prayers for myself. My mass was
benign.
I just wanted you make you aware that God
allowed me to experience what I didn't want, (with the previous beaux)
to be able to appreciate what I have now... and in the process allowed
me 3 angel encounters.
Carlos is a wonderful
Christian/Catholic....and Argentine too. :c) I thank God every day for
the Novena prayers and for everything he has given us. AND I would be
very interested in having the "Image" come to our small parish......(we
go to mass in Spanish) to bring the King of All Nations to the people.
Thank you for your time,
God Bless.
Ann Marie Maher-Tapia.
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