Naju, Korea, Najumary! Our Lady of Naju Pray for us

My name is Mira Guizot from Bali, Indonesia.

For the past two years, I have been organizing pilgrimages to Naju. Before that, I had not even imagined that I would be organizing pilgrimages to a shrine and visiting it on a regular basis.

I had been staying away from the Church for 13 years. Because I had committed so many sins, I had felt that I was not worthy to look at the Lord.

When I first came to Naju in 2004, I attended Mass on the Blessed Mother's Mountain together with other pilgrims. During the Mass, Fr. Jerry Orbos said in his homily, "Ask yourself why you came here." He repeated this question several times. I was surprised, thinking, "How can a priest ask a question like this?" The priest kept asking the same questions several more times, each time looking at me. In my mind, I thought, "If someone did not ask me, I would not have come here."

Fr. Orbos then answered his question: "The reason why you came here is that the Lord and the Blessed Mother in Naju invited you with love." I was shocked by hearing that. I began crying uncontrollably, thinking, "Lord! Blessed Mother! I did not pray, but only committed sins. Why do you still love me so much?"

I was startled again when Fr. Orbos asked me to read the Epistle. The reading was about "forgiving". I kept on shedding the tears of repentance ceaselessly, thinking, "Oh, Lord! Please forgive this sinner, who has hurt Your Heart so much and has not repented at all."

During the time of meeting the Blessed Mother, people lined up to make a bow to the Blessed Mother and, then, to embrace Julia. However, I felt hesitant to embrace Julia because of my past sins. While I was standing at some distance from her, I was worried that she might refuse to embrace me. When it was my turn, however, Julia looked at me with a smile and embraced me.

At that moment, I felt that all the heavy burdens that had been pressing down upon my shoulders were disappearing. I felt the greatest joy and peace in my life. I had not expected that Julia would embrace me, as I knew that my soul was very dirty and sinful. Nevertheless, Julia embraced me warmly, making a very beautiful smile. I burst into tears again and repeated to myself, "Forgive me. I am a great sinner who has hurt the Lord's Heart for many years. Please forgive me." Until that moment in my whole life, I had never wept and repented so much.

After I came back to Bali, I told everybody whom I met about Naju and what I experienced in Naju. However, because they knew that I had been a fallen-away Catholic for a long time, none of them was willing to believe my words. So, I made a pamphlet about the Blessed Mother and freely distributed it to people. The response was very good.

I am sure that I was able to begin organizing pilgrimages to Naju in 2005 thanks to the Blessed Mother's guidance. When I organized the first pilgrimage to Naju in June, 2005, a woman came to me together with her son to join the pilgrimage.

Because I had no previous experience in organizing pilgrimages, I did not want to include any sick people especially in the first pilgrimage. The boy was very sick and had many complications. His whole body had withered up and underdeveloped. He was five years old but weighed only 10 kg. I did not want to take the sick people in the first pilgrimage, but God showed very clearly that His Will was different from mine.

On the first day in Naju, we entered the Chapel, smelling a strong fragrance of roses. We also saw that the Blessed Mother's milk had come down on the Chapel floor. Everyone in the pilgrimage group wept, realizing that the Blessed Mother had been waiting for the boy.

I asked the boy's mother to collect the Blessed Mother's miraculous water. I first filled my bottle with water, and, then, the boy's mother filled her bottle with water. When her bottle came full, the water in the bottle was not clear but milky. First, we wondered if some polluted water came out of the spring, but soon realized that it was the Mother's milk. The boy's mother and I were so surprised and trembled wildly. I said to the boy's mother, "Make haste to give it to your son. The Blessed Mother is giving her milk to your son. He will be healed." A while later, Julia came and embraced the boy. She rubbed his head and kissed it. Immediately, the boy, who had not been able to speak, made the Sign of the Cross and said, "Alleluia!"

Before that moment, the boy had not been able to do anything and had been just blindly staring at the sky. Saliva kept flowing out of his mouth. When his mother saw him make the Sign of the Cross and cry out "Alleluia!", she felt overwhelmed and began crying. She could not stop crying.

In October 2005, an Archbishop and quite many pilgrims came to Naju from Indonesia. The Archbishop seemed unsure at first, but believed after he felt live pulses in both hands of the Blessed Mother's statue. He then prayed the rosary together with other pilgrims walking on the Way of the Cross on the Blessed Mother's Mountain. He received several drops of the Lord's Precious Blood on his shirt and jacket while walking on the Mountain. After his return to Indonesia, the Archbishop has continued to firmly support Naju. He also gave testimony to the miracles and God's power which he experienced in Naju at the Bishops' Conference.

In May this year, I came again with an elderly priest in the group. He kept on complaining about everything. Finally, I could not put up with him any longer and complained to the Blessed Mother, "Blessed Mother! Why did you send us a priest like him? You could have sent us a better one."

In his homily during the Mass on the First Saturday of May on the Mountain, the priest talked about the wedding in Cana instead of the theme of the Gospel reading that the Lord is our Shepherd. Later, I asked the priest why he did that, but he said that he did not understand why. After the Mass, he said, "Let's not wait here for Julia's healing prayers and the time for meeting the Blessed Mother, but go back to the hotel right away."

The priest even said that the oil flowing down on the Blessed Mother's statue must have been sprayed by a volunteer in Naju and that the blood on the ground of the Blessed Mother's Mountain must also have been sprayed by a volunteer. Everyone in my group was shocked and prayed for the priest, instead of the priest praying for us. We asked the Blessed Mother to forgive the priest for what he was saying. The priest continued being difficult. In the Chapel, he was sitting in the back corner and did not pray. He only complained that the Chapel was not nice. I felt sure that the Blessed Mother sent us a wrong priest.

On the last day of our stay in Naju, Peter Suh, the travel agent, was helping to prepare the sacred vessels for the Mass. He filled one bottle with wine, but left another bottle empty, thinking that the priest would fill it with water. The Mass began as usual. During the Liturgy of the Eucharist, the priest poured all of the wine in one bottle into the chalice and dropped a few drops of water into it. Then, he washed his hands with the water from the water bottle.

After the Distribution of the Eucharist, the priest tried to wash the chalice with water. He picked up the water bottle that he had used earlier during the Mass and poured the water from it into the chalice. At that moment an amazing thing happened. The water poured into the chalice was no longer water but wine. The priest could have fainted because he was surprised so hard. With his shaking hands, he poured the wine in the chalice back into the bottle.

The priest seemed to be in panic. He received a bottle of the miraculous spring water from a pilgrim and poured the water into the chalice and drank it. I saw his hands still shaking. After Mass, the priest prayed very devoutly. All of us in the group had faces filled with joy, because God showed the priest that all the signs in Naju were truly coming from Him.

What surprised us even more was that, after the Mass, the priest said that he never filled the water bottle with water and the water bottle was empty when the Mass began. In other words, the water bottle (miraculously) became filled with water when the priest was preparing the chalice and again when the priest was washing the chalice and his fingers after Communion. Then, this water changed into wine in the chalice. The priest could not say any more because he was in the state of a shock.

Soon afterwards when we went back to the Chapel, we saw the priest stepping on the raised floor and kneeling before the Blessed Mother's statue. I prayed to the Blessed Mother, "Blessed Mother, I have realized that you do not neglect any of us. Thank you. I will continue bringing more people to you." God led the priest who did not believe the Blessed Mother of Naju to reading the account of the wedding in Cana in the Gospel and then gave him the exactly the same miracle. Thus, He changed the priest.

Lately, many people are experiencing enormous difficulties because of the Kwangju Archbishop's Declaration. However, I will never consent to the errors but will be even more obedient to the words of God and the Blessed Mother from now on. My own Bishop is very good and humble. Because he has experienced and firmly believe that everything in Naju is coming from God, he supports me and even told me not to stop this work which I am doing for the Blessed Mother of Naju.

I simply cannot understand why they are trying to prevent us from praying here. They have no right to stop us from making pilgrimages to Naju and praying, converting, being healed spiritually and physically, restoring forgiveness and harmony in sick families, and becoming sanctified spiritually and from spreading the messages of the Blessed Mother of Naju.

I have the right and duty to defend my conviction and faith in the Blessed Mother of Naju and to make her known. I believe that the Blessed Mother always helps me to come to Naju and to take people to Naju. If not, it would not have been possible that I have been taking many pilgrims to Naju for the past two years. The Marian Conference in Bali would not have been possible, either.

What is most certain is that Julia could come to Bali, because this is God's work and, likewise, that nobody can stop it from now on, either. They tried to stop all the Bishops and priests from attending the Conference in Bali, but two Bishops and more than thirty priests came and participated in it. The Conference in Bali was a success. Numerous people received spiritual and physical healings. So many fallen-away Catholics and atheists repented and came back to the Church. Those who had broken families found reconciliation and harmony and are making pilgrimages to Naju.

The Lord and the Blessed Mother have shown many miraculous signs while our group was in Naju, even though I am not seeking or chasing after any miracles. Nevertheless, the Lord and the Blessed Mother have shown us how much They love us by working so many signs of love. I firmly believe that what is occurring in Naju truly comes from God.

Thank you.

Mountain of the Blessed Mother of Naju Testimony by Fe Kim

To my fellow pilgrims, Anyong Haseyo or good evening to all of you, I would like to introduce myself/my baptismal name is Fe Salonica. I’m a Filipino married to Korean and residing in Inchon City for almost ten years.

This is my great opportunity to speak in front you and share my personal experiences in this Holy Mountain of the Blessed Mother.

First of all my dear brothers and sisters in Christ, June 3, 1995 I was invited as one of the speakers at the Immaculate Conception Cathedral parish located in Cotabato City, Mindanao, Philippines. The seminar called Parish Renewal Experience (PREX) and I shared my experiences for “Barriers being Catholic”. There were more than 300 participants attended the seminar and listened my testimony about forgiveness which is the most important part in our Christian faith as Jesus Christ said: “Father, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing” So, it’s very clear that all of us need to forgive those people who have committed us wrongdoings so that God will forgive all our sins.

I’d never expect that eleven years later I’m speaking this big crowd sharing my experience on how our Lord Jesus Christ and Mama Mary working for the conversion of sinners because they love all of us. The Blessed Mother here in Naju frequently shedding tears and tears of blood to convince us for the repentance all our sins.

Brothers and sisters in Christ, please allow me to tell a story before my testimony that I had been witnesses many miracles that could happen only in this Holy Mountain. I said to myself, God is so great and wonderful doing miraculous things showing his love together with the Blessed Mother for the sake of all mankind. Friends, the Blessed Mother have a greatest significance in my life because when I was 16 years old I was dying for leukemia or cancer of the blood. That was my hopeless days because I was bedridden and no hospital accepted me. The doctor frankly talked to my mother that I might live for a short period of time. So, when I’d learned it I was depressed but I had to accept the reality and waited my last day that our Father Almighty calling for my eternal rest.

Fortunately, there was a miracle happened into my life when my mother prayed deeply to our Mother of Perpetual Help or the Blessed Mother. One night, the old woman appeared in her dream telling her to find out a faith healer. She asked where she could find it? Then, early in the morning on the following day she fetched water at the artesian well and she met a woman who was a leukemia survivor.

She asked the woman what she did it to survive her ailment? She told my mother that she healed through the faith healer. Right away, when my mother and father knew it they went to the faith healer ‘s house and brought him to our home. The faith healer brought it a herbal leaves and I was intake as my medicine. After three consecutive months of medication I was able to stand up and went back to the hospital for another medical checked up and the doctor surprised because I totally healed my ailment and he said it’s a big miracle. Friends, I really believe the power of prayers if we have strong faith in God because he would never leave us.

And then, March 2001 I was diagnosed of stage two “Cervix cancer” The doctor advised me to remove my reproductive organ so that the cancer cells should not be scattered into my body. So, I was operated for (Total Abdominal Hysterectomy) on March 19, 2001 and according to my doctor I’m negative of cancer after five years of constant medication. Infact, my last CT scan checked up was on March 06, 2006. Again, I am very thankful to our Lady of the Sacred Heart or the Blessed Mother of Naju that she hears my petition and granted my prayer.

Meanwhile, my husband is a Presbyterian by religion. After eight years of our civil wedding he decided to convert his religion into Roman Catholic. He said, that he likes to join me and I was happy when I’ve heard from him. Then, he baptized in the Philippines on December 16, 2004 with a baptismal name of John Paul and our Catholic Church wedding on December 21, 2004 followed it.

February 2005 or two months later after his baptism he met an Internet friend who is a woman Pastor and invited him to join her church. At first, my husband keeping me secret because he attended the worship without my knowledge. April 2005, I discovered him and he talked to me that he would like to join his friend’s church. In addition, he convinced me that both of us should join but I disagreed. Accordingly, his friend told him that the Blessed Mother is only an ordinary woman and my husband said; he would believe only Jesus Christ as the Son of God but not the Blessed Mother because she is not God.

I explained to him even though Mama Mary is not God but we should adore, honor and respect her being the Mother of God. But he ignored me, instead, he’s always going to his friend’s church until one day I go with him attended the Sunday worship and observed the way she explained about the Holy Gospel. Thereafter, we arrived home I told him that we don’t need to go to his friend’s church since we are always going to the Catholic church. But he insisted that we have to go to his friend’s church because she has only few members. And then, he told me if I don’t like to go with him, he should go alone every Sunday. At that time, were getting quarreled and I told him if he will not stop to go to his friend’s church we will separate or divorce? Although, I feel sad if my husband and I will get divorce because I love him and I don’t want to break up our marriage. Also, we have an organization name Filipino Korean Spouses Association that both of us giving advices and counseling to the Filipino Korean couples if they are in troubles and have family problems to save their marriage especially if they have children.

So, I fervently pray to our Lord Jesus Christ and the Blessed Mother to guide us the right way to solve our problem. Then, last week of May 2005 I talked to him that we finalize our plan whether or not we separate to each other after the foundation anniversary of our association, which was celebrated on the third Sunday of June 2005. But then, three days before our celebration he called me up in the office asking if I know about the Miraculous Lady of Naju. I answered him, yes, but I did not pay attention because Naju is far away from Inchon. He said, he reads and search on the Internet about the Blessed Mother of Naju shedding tears and tears of blood. Then, he informed me that there’s 20th Anniversary on June 30, 2005 and he likes to go with me. He didn’t waste his time to call up the pilgrims’ leader of Inchon group for the bus seat reservation.

Then, we arrived at 2:00 o’clock in the afternoon there was a heavy rain with thunderstorm and we were walking along the muddy road coming in this mountain. Even though our clothes were very wet but I was excited to reach this place. And then, when my husband and I arrived at the entrance going to this vinyl chapel I smelled heavily the fragrance of roses and I asked him if he can smell it but he answered” No”. Then, he said Mama Mary welcoming you in this place. I asked him how you should know it. He explained to me that there are many pilgrims coming in this place smelling the fragrance of roses as he reads at Najumary website.

Then, it’s about three o’clock in the afternoon the rain were stopped and the pilgrims went outside the vinyl chapel preparing to join the way of the cross. While we were waited outside many of them looking at the sun because it was spinning. And then, when I was looking at the sun I was surprised because I had seen the shadow appeared Jesus Christ wearing a white robe and when my eyes were blinking he was disappeared. Since then, my husband and I frequently coming here to attend the prayer vigil every first Saturday of the month. Friends, I really feel that this mountain is a Holy place of our Blessed Mother and our Lord Jesus Christ.

First Saturday of December 2005, we arrived early in this holy mountain and we went to Mt. Calvary whom the image of our Lord Jesus Christ hanging on the cross. There were many pilgrims line up catching the Holy oil at the foot of our Lord Jesus Christ. I looked at them and I did not joined because I’ m small and am pretty sure that I cannot catch the oil ‘coz my hand is too short. While I enjoyed looking at them my husband calling my attention to look at the sun dancing in the clouds.

From the start, I did not listen to him but when he called me up two times I turned my neck and looking at the sun. Then, instantly I had seen the sun shine brightly coming down to Mt. Calvary and I had seen the sun changing a half body of our Lord Jesus Christ and it was suddenly replaced the half body of the Blessed Mother. Right away, I told my husband, Oh… I saw Papa Jesus and Mama Mary and I asked him if he saw it. He answered “No”. Since then, the two faces of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary are remain always in my mind.

I asked them through prayers, Lord Jesus and Mama Mary, am I worthy to see you? I’m a sinner and I feel it that I am unworthy. However, I keep it on praying asking our Lord Jesus Christ and the Blessed Mother; what shall I do for you? Then one day, I asked myself if I am capable and able to tell the people that our Lord Jesus Christ and the Blessed Mother living spiritually in this holy mountain.

And they made Julia Kim as an instrument to unite the people all over the world spreading the messages of love from our Blessed Mother who is shedding tears and tears of blood to convince us to repent all our sins. Above and foremost, our Lord Jesus Christ continuously working with his compassionate heart and sublimes us for his loving kindness and mercy.

Then, March 4, 2006 we came here together with Inchon pilgrims attended the Way of the Cross started at 3:00 P.M. while we were praying at the 12 Stations whom the leader praying deeply and many pilgrims cried including me. Then, when we went to the 13^th station I noticed that my clothes have fresh blood and I was looking my both hands if I have wounds but nothing at all so I just wondering where did I get it the fresh blood.

Then, I showed it to my husband that there was a fresh blood in my clothes. So, when we went down from the mountain he approached the photographer who took me a picture. So, if you will visit the website of Naju Mary http://www..najumary.co.kr you can read the information regarding the miracles happen in this place including the Mach 4, 2006 issue stated: “Our Lord's Precious Blood came down on a pilgrim's clothes at the 12th Station and I ‘m humbly say, yours truly.

Then, about 7:30 in the evening Julia Omma, entering in this vinyl chapel carrying the statue of the Blessed Mother, which was exuding much fragrant oil and the blood suddenly spurted out of her mouth. and it was witness by many pilgrims.

April 14, 2006 its Holy Friday, we came here attended a prayer vigil and way of the cross. Before the opening prayer at 3:00 in the afternoon Julia Omma arrived nearby the plastic dome and I had seen the blood in her head. She just likes our Lord Jesus Christ crowning with thorns. I started to cry and felt the pain that our Lord Jesus suffered to saved us mankind. Also, Julia Omma

I was planning to go on holiday to see my 2 sisters and 1 brother in

Malaysia

, whom I have not seen for over 20 years. One thing that really bothers me was – this could be a very boring trip, like there’s nothing to really do or see. I kept pondering on the question – “Where else could I go?” for many days. And this was in July of 2005, and summer is fast passing by.

Then, one day when I was in my room still preoccupied with the question of where else should I go other than visiting my family, I heard a voice that spoke directly into my mind. The voice said, “Naju”. This voice spoke very clearly and powerfully from the direction of the window, where the Blessed Mother’s statue is. And the place, “Naju” was imprinted on my mind from that day onward.

I have had heard of Naju about 2 to 3 years past. Since, then, it was just a place in history past that I came across in my life. Now, I am awakened by this voice, to this place, which invoked new meaning and purpose for my holiday. In my heart I love the Blessed Mother and the Lord Jesus, and I have no expectation of the coming trip. I know this is a heavenly voice, and without hesitation I put my total trust in the voice. Shortly after my calling from the directional voice, within a couple of days, I began my search on the internet for organized tour to Naju. I wrote to the director@marys-touch.com on August 1/2005. Here, I was given the name Yolanda Chankuo, volunteer tour leader of the pilgrimage to Naju

I arrived, with the tour group, late in the evening on October 17 in Soul, S. Korea. And next day we departed for Gwangju city by bus. Here, we commuted to Naju daily by bus. Upon arrival on the Holy Mountain, I drank some of The Miraculous Water.

On October 19/2005, we celebrated the 19^th Anniversary of Our Lady’s First Tears Of Blood on the mountain shrine. This night, I and many pilgrims saw and witnessed the Blessed Mother Statue exuded golden fragrant oil. I was really touch to see something so extraordinary, and took many photos.

The day after the vigil, on the evening of the 20^th, I arrived at the Naju Chapel for prayer and reflection. Moments after I arrived, while sitting/kneeling on the chapel’s floor and meditating – I experienced tremendous warmth/heat flowing (from the top of my spine to the lower part, and down to my legs) throughout my back for at least over 1 hour. At that very moment, all I can think of was the injury that I suffered in January 24 / 2003. On that uneventful morning, I slipped and fell 7 flights of stairs at home and later diagnosed with a fracture on my T4 (thoracic spine).

I was confined to my bed for more than 3 months, going through extreme pain. I had tremendous difficulty even lifting my legs a little, or turning onto my sides, not to mention getting out of bed. Thanks to my mom and dad who helped me so much during my painful ordeal. After the first 3 months, the next 3 months I went through extensive physiotherapy exercises and massages, to relax my back muscle spasm.

I’ve tried using traditional Chinese medicinal heating pads, and even portable massaging machine. All these options only provided temporary relief. Since then, I suffered much pain everyday and constantly worried about my back. All those therapies were not helping. When I felt the warmth - quickly, I prayed, “Dear Lord Jesus/Mama Mary, please do not let my injured back pain come back now, how am I going to continue my trip?” That was the first thought that came to my mind. Time passed, I felt really warm and begun to sweat.

I even took off my cardigan leaving only my T- shirt on, and I went to turn on the fan which was on my left, in the chapel. Still, I felt very warm and begun to sweat from my forehead and body. Moments later, I took a look at the fan to see if it was still running. But someone had turned the fan off. I thought why would anyone turn the fan off, when it was so warm in here or was it just me.

So, I decided to stand upright, perhaps that will help. But, that didn’t help either. Moments passed and the warm feeling stopped. Little did I realize what had just happened to me? I believe this warm feeling upon my back was the healing grace from the Lord Jesus and Mama Mary.

On Oct 22/2005, our group celebrated mass on the holy mountain shrine in front of the Spring of Grace. Then we have lunch, and took photos. At about 3:15pm, Betty, a pilgrim in our group alerted me about the beautiful color of the sun. I looked around and saw golden color lights shining upon everyone.

Then, I looked up to the sky to where the sun was, and I saw these beautiful blue, green, orange and red colors from the center to the outside of the sun. At this very moment, within the sun itself, there was another less intense light spinning in a clockwise direction. I am so glad that the Divine Lord has allowed me to witness His almighty power, “The Miracle of the Sun”.

After I came home from my holiday, on April 25/2006, I had an appointment with the local bishop’s at his office to make known the events in Naju. The night before my meeting, while I was on the www.najumary.or.kr website, a thought came to my mind to open the bottle containing the water of grace from the Blessed Mother’s Mountain. At first I hesitated, and continued with what I was doing.

Then, moments later, another stronger thought came to my mind to open the bottle. So, I quickly went to check the bottle which is on my small altar. Upon opening the cap of the bottle, I could smell the lovely fragrance. Then, I decided I will show the bishop the lovely fragrance from the Water of Grace the next day. When I woke up, I wanted to make sure that the lovely fragrance was still there. Upon opening the bottle, the fragrance was not there any more. I was very worried. I thought, how was I going to tell the bishop about this special water from the Spring of Grace. So, I said a short quick prayer to Mama Mary; I prayed, “Mama Mary, let me know if I should bring this water with me to the bishop. Let me know”.

Then, I went to get ready. Just as I was stepping out of my room to go, I quickly ran back to the altar and grabbed the bottle to bring it with me. I had no idea why I did this. Upon arrival at the bishop’s office, I gave a brief introduction about the Lord Jesus and Mama Mary in Naju. Then, I presented the bottle containing the water from the Spring of Grace. I was really nervous, not knowing what to expect.

I said to the bishop, “this bottle contains the water from the Spring of Grace, which has healing power, and you MIGHT smell some fragrance”. “Do you want to smell the water”? Without hesitation the bishop reached over, and opened the bottle. He put his nose close to the bottle and acknowledged, he said, “Yes, I can smell some fragrance”. I reached over for the bottle, and I also detected the strong fragrance. I am so grateful for this gift from the Blessed Mother of Naju, for this is a sign of her Presence, Love, and Friendship.

After my experience in the Blessed Mother’s Chapel in Naju, I Have Not Had Any Back Pain to this day. Even my knees were healed of its pain. Radiology report showed no sign of previous fracture. I totally believe, through Our Heavenly Blessed Mama Mary, the Lord Jesus who makes the blind- see, the lame walk, changes water into wine, has Heard My Prayer, and touched My Body with His Healing Grace in Naju!

Today, I am completely pain free, completely released from my painful back muscle spasm. I pray and give Thanks to the Lord Jesus and Mama Mary of Naju and rejoice in my Heart! I pray that many more souls will open their hearts and mind to know, understand, and love the Lord Jesus and Mama Mary. My trip, after all, was an enjoyable one to mention the least!

I am Eli Saison, living in Paranaque, Metro Manila. I am 53 years of age and married and have seven children.

I have been a professional musician playing the guitar and the piano for the past 35 years and am presently employed as musical director and pianist/singer at Concourse Bar of the Nikko Hotel Manila Garden.

Life was good to me, and although there were ups and downs in my life, no major tragedy had happened to me, not until September 6, 1991, when I lost the use of my right arm and right leg while I was driving my car. I had to deliberately swerve my car with my left hand to an electric post to stop the vehicle, since my right foot could not step on the brakes.

A bystander helped me and brought me to the Makati Medical Center. Four doctors of Makati Medical Center initially suspected a heart problem. However, after further medical examinations and heart scanning, they found nothing wrong with my heart. Two doctors, Dr. Jamora and his associate, recommended a brain scan. Four brain scans on me were done, and it was then that they discovered a brain tumor. Doctors recommended an immediate operation to remove the tumor. After a 12-hour operation, a mass or tumor as big as an egg was removed from the left side of my brain. This tumor was found to be malignant. After a recuperation of three months, I was able to acquire the use of my right arm and to walk with a limp, as my right leg had not fully recovered.

Tragedy struck me again when sometime during Holy Week, particularly Good Friday, I lost my left eyesight. My left eye had gone completely blind and only my right eye was functioning. I underwent laser treatment four times on my left eye, but nothing happened. There was no improvement to my left eye no matter how slight. During this time, although I had recovered the use of my limbs, I was still limping due to the weakness on my right leg. According to my doctors, the damage to my left eye and right leg, was done by the malignant tumor, which had been removed.

I confided this problem to Attorney Nordy P. Diploma. I told him that I was afraid of a recurring malignant tumor, considering that we could not be sure that everything was removed. Atty. Diploma advised me to put my faith and trust in God. He invited me to attend a healing Mass at Greenbelt Chapel on May 12, 1992, as at that time there was a visiting visionary from Korea, whom I later found out to be Julia Kim. During Julia's prayers and meditation, I smelled the sweet fragrance of roses filling the entire Chapel. Such a sweet smell, I am sure, was experienced by the entire congregation in the Chapel.

The following day, there was another healing Mass celebrated in a church in Katipunan St., Quezon City. After the Mass, Julia prayed and meditated. While she was relaying the messages of the Virgin Mary to the congregation, she felt some pain in her head. She announced that somebody in the congregation who was in a brain illness was being cured. She repeated this announcement twice since she must have felt much pain in her head. After Mass, I felt considerably better and proceeded to the residence of Atty. Diploma. It was there that his aunt and sister noticed a sweet fragrance of roses from me, which my children also smelled when I reached home about two hours later.

The following day Atty. Diploma and I went to Mrs. Mercy Tuazons residence, where Julia was staying. I was introduced to Julia when we arrived. Julia then felt pain in her left eye and in her head. She was also limping. She then went to her room to rest. When Julia came out, she prayed for other people and, then, came to me and touched my left eye and left temple. She prayed for me in her own Korean language. While she was praying for me, I felt a coldness in my body. After Julia prayed for me, Atty. Diploma motioned for us to leave. I indicated to Atty. Diploma to wait awhile. I then noticed that my vision becoming clearer. I covered my right eye to test whether my eyesight on the left eye had been restored. Praise God! My left eye could see now! I told my friends the astonishing news. I thank God for this cure bestowed on me.

Atty. Diploma and I went home after the session at Mrs. Mercy Tuazon's residence.

Later that week I contacted the eye doctors who had treated me and told them the good news and the healing of my eye. They could not believe me. They told me it must be a miracle. Yes, there is no doubt in my mind that a miracle happened to me. Deep in my heart, however, I know that it was more than just a miracle of healing my cancer, which was a miracle of having been given back by Almighty God my playing skills as a pianist and my voice as a singer to be of better service again to my fellow men.

I have tried to tell this personal account of my healing with only one purpose in mind, which is to tell what happened to me as accurately as possible, without adding to or subtracting from what actually happened. I give this testimony with no other intention than to glorify the infinite goodness and mercy of God Almighty.

― Eli Saison, Bel-air Village, Makati, Metro Manila Philippines, Tel. (632)895-3578

I am Danny C. Guilas, a civil engineer working for Mr. Nordy P. Diploma, an attorney, in Manila, the Philippines.

I have had a kidney problem since I graduated from college. It has become serious since two years ago. Both kidneys were not functioning any more. I also had a hard time financially, but did not blame God. When Mr. Diploma commissioned me to an extension work at the Chapel (in Manila), I was glad that I could continue supporting my family and pay my medical bills. But the medicines just gave me a temporary relief from the pain. Both arms were numb, back pains were all over, and every joint in my body was swollen for the last two years.

When Mr. Diploma arrived from Korea, he told me that Julia Kim, the visionary of the Blessed Mother, was coming soon and informed me about her healing power. I was not that religious, but, one thing for sure, I wanted to be cured.

On October 10, 1992, Saturday, Mr. Diploma told me to finish the work in his house before the guests, including Julia, arrived. He also instructed me to attend the Sunday service (the next day) and be prayed for by Julia.

On Sunday morning, I felt very tired and had pain all over my body. I took medicine which gave me some relief and enabled me to go to Mass.

My wife and I attended Mass just like any ordinary Sunday Masses. Things began changing when Mr. Diploma introduced me to Julia. Though I did not understand a single word Julia was saying, I was listening intently, partially ignoring the interpreter. When Julia asked us to close our eyes during prayers, I did so without knowing what would happen next. Though my eyes were closed, I could distinguish Julias voice, because she was speaking Korean, followed by the interpreter. While I was listening to the prayer, I noticed that there were three female voices praying. Knowing that there were only two, I opened my eyes to see if someone else joined the prayer. I looked around, but could not see the third woman.

Moments later, Mr. Diploma was passing by, saying, Hi! to me. A while later, he came back and tapped me on my shoulders with both hands. At that moment, I felt a cold wind on my back and I felt freezing. I held on to my wife, sensing that I might fall down.

After Mass, I decided not to go to Mr. Diplomas residence, because it was hard to sustain myself. I asked my wife to drive straight home so that I could rest. I was going to visit the doctor for a shot by 5 p.m When I woke up at about 4 p.m I still felt very tired. But I got up to go to the doctor and get the shot, because I had to work on Monday. At that moment, blood was coming out of my nose and did not stop. We hurriedly ran to the car. But, when I tried to start the car, it wouldn't. So, I told my wife that I was not going to get the shot, remembering the strange things that were happening since the Mass. After dinner, while my wife was doing the dishes in the kitchen, I suddenly smelled a fragrance of flowers. I told my wife about it, but she said she did not smell any. But she said she did smell the fragrance that morning when we were leaving home for Mass.

I went to bed earlier than usual that night. I was urinating more often than normal that night. When I finally woke up at around 3 a.m., I found the strangest but the greatest change that happened to me. The usual back pains, the sore and swollen joints and chest pains were all gone. I was a little bit hesitant moving my body because of the fear that the pain might come back. But it didn't.

For more than 2 years, I was limping. The people living and working in Mr. Diplomas house can testify to this. I haven't done any fast walking, but this morning I ran two kilometers, just like three to four years ago. The village manager of Bel-Air knows about my sickness. She can also testify. The son of Judge Caguiao also knows about my sickness and can be a witness. I was not very religious, but now believe that miracles do happen. I know I was cured. I know that, through Julia, Mr. Diploma was made an instrument, an extension of her healing power from the Almighty that Sunday morning.

(A piece of cloth that had absorbed fragrant oil was dropped into a cup of coffee. But a powerful fragrance which was almost intoxicating was coming from the cloth.)

I am looking at my past self standing before the Lord. Her back is turned against the Lord, and her head is lowered because of shame.

I was born in a Catholic family, but could not come back to the Church because I sinned gravely. I regretted it for almost 20 years, but could not come back. I knew that the Lord would forgive me if I came back, but could not put that into action.

One day in November 1993, God sent me two persons who would play the role of angels. To me, these ladies are my sisters in Christ forever. They invited me to listen to Julia Kim from Korea, who was known to see the Blessed Mother. She did not have the bishops approval yet. So, her visit was not even advertised officially. I went to the meeting without expecting at all what would happen.

What happened that evening, however, was something that had an essential importance to me. Every word that Julia said penetrated the fear and shame that existed in my heart and changed me totally. I was no longer keeping my back against the Lord. I was standing toward the Lord! My head was still lowered because of shame. few days later, I repented my sins and went to Confession. The reason why I could not come back to the Lord was an abortion that I had. It must have been Gods providence that the Blessed Mother's messages through Julia were dealing with abortion. Julia emphasized that the Blessed Mother anxiously wished the sinners, especially, those who had abortions, to repent. When I heard that, I felt a great commotion in my heart and began to have a hope, for the first time in many years, that my life could change.

Many amazing things happened since that night. I will mention just a few of them.

My mother had a strong Catholic faith. While I was listening to Julia and smelling the fragrance of roses, I kept thinking about my mother and thought that it would have been wonderful if she could have been there, too. The two angel-like ladies who had invited me to the meeting, gave me a picture of Our Lady of Naju together with a large Eucharist shedding the Precious Blood and a small piece of cloth that had absorbed the fragrant oil from the Blessed Mother's statue in Naju. They also lent me several books. I put the picture and the cloth between the pages of a book and put the books in my purse. The cloth did not have any fragrance.

After the talk was over, Julia was shaking hands with many people. She kissed their rosaries. I went forward to see her, too. When I was closer to her, I was surprised at the powerful fragrance of roses surrounding Julia. I had been suffering from an allergy, but it disappeared at the moment I smelled the fragrance near her. I thanked Julia and asked her to hold my rosary. She kissed it and gave it back to me. Later I was amazed at the fragrance from the rosary and my hands. This fragrance disappeared later that night, but I would never forget the experience and feeling of that night.

I returned home, as it was approaching Christmas. I was working in Portland, Oregon, but my home was in Washington. I took the borrowed books with me. After arriving home, I took out the cloth, photograph and books. While I was explaining to my mother and Mickey, my sister, the cloth began giving off fragrance. I screamed to my mother and sister. This is it! This is what I smelled that night. Julia always carries this fragrance! I thanked the Blessed Mother for letting my mother and sister smell the fragrance.

Next time I came home, I told my mother that I would like to visit the prayer meeting she usually went to. The meeting was held in Aunt Hazels home. She was diagnosed with cancer seven months earlier. She had lived a difficult life and had been away from the Church for many years. Last time I saw her, she did not want to discuss her condition with anyone. This time, however, she was much happier and more stable. I learned that she had also come back to God and the Church.

The reason why I wanted to visit the prayer meeting was that, even though they prayed, they never prayed the rosary. So, I explained to them the Blessed Mother's messages and also my experiences. When I showed them the cloth, it began giving off the fragrance! I cut the cloth into three pieces. I gave one to Aunt Hazel, one to Violet Hilaire, who had breast cancer, and one to my brother, Bern Johnson, who was diagnosed with stomach cancer three years ago. We prayed the rosary together and promised to go to Mass on the next Sunday together.

After the Sunday Mass, we watched a video together. It was titled The Land of Grace - Betania. Then, we talked about the Blessed Mother's statue in Naju and the cloth from Naju. It was such a joyful time. It was an unforgettable experience, feeling our hearts filled with the presence of Our Lord and Our Lady. That day, Jesus touched all of us. He started the fire in all of them as He had done in me.

Aunt Hazel had her cancer on her bottom and, so, could not go to Mass. I talked to her on the phone on Saturday. She put the piece of cloth in a small bag and carried it around her neck. Before going to bed at night, she placed it on the bed table. One night, she put it into a cup of coffee which was on the table and realized that only next morning. When she took the bag out of the cup, it began giving off a powerful fragrance of roses. It was so powerful that she was feeling intoxicated. She put the small bag in her purse. Aunt Hazel later said that the fragrance kept coming back from time to time.

When I came back to Portland, I told my friends about what happened at home. I said that I wished they had been there, too.

Several weeks later, I invited my friends to visit my home in Washington. My family are American Indians belonging to the Lummi Tribe, which has been living at the Pacific coast just south of the U.S-Canadian border. If my friends could come with me, it would be a wonderful spiritual journey as well as an opportunity to learn the Indian culture. They agreed to come on a weekend.

After arriving at Lummi, we began watching a video. One of my friends reminded us of the cloth. When we brought it from the car, it began giving off fragrance, even though there was no fragrance when we were leaving Portland. When we went to Aunt Hazels house, the ladies who were there also became excited because of the fragrance. That day, we smelled the fragrance of roses again and again. We felt the mission from the Blessed Mother to spread her messages. It was a weekend filled with miracles and joy.

The fragrance of roses continued coming back after that weekend without any connection with the cloth. Conversions and healing also continued. My youngest sister, Carol, fell and got hurt severely on her hand. Doctors later found out that the blood vessels in her hand were crushed, blocking blood circulation. Carols fingers became curled, and her hand was swollen severely. She was hoping to regain some of the use of her hand after treatment at the hospital. She was feeling much pain in her hand.

My mother sprinkled holy water on Carols hand and rubbed it with the cloth from Naju. There was a strong fragrance of roses. Soon her hand became normal. When she went to her doctors, they asked her what she had done. They had thought that there was no chance that Carol would recover. After seeing the amazing recovery, however, they said that she would regain the use of her hand completely. She had also been struggling with drugs for a long time. She had been able to