Testimonies

In June 2020, while the world was fighting the onslaught of Covid, my family was embroiled in another battle. My six-year-old daughter, Debbie, was diagnosed with osteosarcoma, an aggressive bone cancer in the shin of her right leg near her knee. During diagnosis, a lung nodule in her left lung was also found, which could indicate cancer metastasis from her leg to her lung.

The treatment was leg amputation to remove the tumour and 29 weeks of aggressive chemotherapy, and lung surgery to remove the lung nodule. Her survival chances were 70 per cent if there was no lung metastasis and less than 30 percent if there was. It was a great blow to me and my family. Debbie had to stay in the hospital four to five days weekly, nearly every week for 29 weeks; and due to Covid, only one caregiver could be at the hospital. So, my wife and I had to rotate taking care of her, cooking, and sending meals from home. It was tiring and stressful as we didn't get to see each other and we couldn't support each other. Also, our 12-year-old son Joseph was having his primary school leaving examinations (PSLE) in October of 2020, and he was affected by his sister's cancer as well.

When New Creation Church got the news, the church immediately stepped in to support my wife, myself, Joseph, and Debbie. They provided help, support, prayer, and even ferried us to and from the hospital when they could. The Rock Kidz leaders supported me and Debbie, and they partnered with the Chinese Ministry visitation team to support my wife. The Rock Kidz teachers also held regular Zoom calls with Debbie and Joseph, keeping Debbie entertained and encouraged during the tough chemo regime.

Debbie's leg surgery was planned for September 2020. Pre-surgery scans in August showed that the tumour in the leg and the nodule in the lung were still there, and the leg surgery had to proceed in September. To be honest, I was disappointed, but I continued to believe that God is working behind the scenes. The leg surgery, called rotationplasty, would cut off some flesh from Debbie's mid-thigh to her shin and reattach her foot to her thigh backwards to function as a knee so that she can be fitted with a prosthetic leg to give her better mobility.

The highly complex surgery would take 12 hours. Unfortunately, the surgery didn't go well. Debbie started to swell badly in her body, and her legs started to turn black and were covered with blisters. Necrosis, which is dying flesh and tissues, started to set in. Again disappointed, but I held on to God's promises that Debbie is healing and that the battle is the Lord's. Eventually, the leg swelling subsided, but so much flesh and skin had died that the doctor said that a skin graft was inevitable, and there was no guarantee of success. The doctor prepared us for a possible amputation of the hip, which would also mean that there was no chance for a prosthetic leg.

My wife started having suicidal thoughts, and we both were on antidepressants to help us go through those dark days. I knew God is real and God is true. Though I couldn't see what He was doing, I held on to His work at the cross and that He is our healer. My faith was weak, but I clung tightly to whatever God's word said.

In February 2021, prior to the lung surgery to remove the nodule in the lung, Pastor Prince mentioned in his sermon that he saw someone with a spot in the lung and that spot be dead and removed. I knew that moment it was for Debbie, and I claimed it.

It was a nerve-wracking lung surgery to remove the lung nodule. One week later, the biopsy results came out, and the report stood out clear as day, solid as rock—no viable tumour identified.

On 8 March, Debbie was declared cancer-free and was in remission. What a victory! We know that the healing had to be God and, most precious of all, through these months of pain, discomfort, and tough side effects, Debbie has not lost her joy. She was always joyful, singing and dancing, especially during Rock Kidz Online.

She's also the one to remind me to take holy Communion regularly, even during the hardest parts of the treatment—suffering from side effects of chemo, pain in her leg, ulcers in her mouth, and in so many parts of her body. She just was joyful. It has to be Jesus.

Today, my wife and I are off antidepressants. Debbie is getting ready to go to school again in April with her prosthetic leg. Despite all that we have gone through, we know right that God is the one who has given Debbie the victory.

Not only so, Debbie has been doing well academically and received multiple academic awards and is assessed to be intellectually above her peers. Praise Jesus!

About a decade ago, I suffered from a condition called endometriosis and had an operation back then. It led to many difficulties and complications, including debilitating pain.

Once a month during my monthly, I would be bedbound for a week. I would not be able to walk and had to take time off from work. I didn’t have any kind of life. I would have feelings of dread every month because of the debilitating pain I experienced. I relied on a lot of painkillers to function.

I constantly cried to my Father in heaven and asked for healing and relief. I even asked family and friends to pray for me. I just carried on praying and living my life like this, expecting to be healed one day.

About a year ago, I was extremely ill due to my monthly. I was bedbound in awful pain, unable to walk, and was extremely weak. I listened to one of Pastor Prince’s sermons where he mentioned someone having pain in their stomach. I felt like he was talking about me.

I put my hand on my stomach and prayed. I declared, “I am healed, and my body is like Jesus Christ’s.” Two days after that episode, I felt no pain. The Holy Spirit prompted me to move around the flat. I jumped up and down, singing to Jesus, thanking the Lord and my heavenly Father for my healing. My stomach felt normal to touch, and I no longer needed to take painkillers to function.

Now I kickbox, run, and can walk normally when I’m on my monthly. The nurse at the doctor’s office said everything in my body was normal after some blood tests and checks. I AM HEALED.

Thank you so much, Pastor Prince, for your life-saving and grace-filled sermons on YouTube. I came across them three years ago after having my appendix removed. I now watch your sermons daily, and I re-watch them for encouragement.

May the Lord bless you abundantly, Pastor Prince. We truly serve an awesome, amazing God. Please keep smashing it with your wonderful grace-filled sermons. The Lord is saving lives through you and the gospel of grace. God bless you and your wonderful family.

All praise and glory to our awesome God. Thank You, Jesus!

I had been coughing for the past six months. Despite multiple visits to the doctors and trying many different kinds of medication, they were unable to determine the cause of my cough, which persisted.

Instead, the doctors discovered I had hyperthyroidism, an autoimmune disorder, and fatty liver, suggesting that my cough could be linked to my hyperthyroidism and that I might never recover.

I was devastated but was reminded of Psalm 92:12-15, which Pastor Prince had taught us. I kept declaring the verses to myself, and within a week, I experienced a recovery from my cough by 30-fold, 60-fold, and then 100-fold!

I went back to the doctor and took another blood test; the results showed that my liver was completely healed, and my thyroid had improved!

Today, I no longer have a cough and have a healthy liver. I am still declaring the verse over myself and believing for the complete restoration of my thyroid.

All glory goes to Jesus, and thank you, Pastor Prince, for sharing the Word.

More than half a year ago, I experienced intense pain in my stomach, which prompted me to seek a medical check-up at the hospital. However, the results of my colonoscopy and gastroscopy were normal.

Believing I might have stones, my doctor recommended an ultrasound scan. Through this scan, growths in my abdominal area were detected. This was something a normal check-up wouldn’t have revealed.

Further investigations at the hospital revealed that I had Stage 3 lymphoma, and I was immediately admitted for chemotherapy treatments. Although I had heard about the potential side effects of chemo, I managed to go through my treatments with minimal side effects.

During this challenging time, my friend shared an online sermon by Pastor Mark Ng with me. It included a healing testimony of a 74-year-old man with Stage 4 lymphoma, who received 100 per cent healing—where his body showed no evidence of lymphoma—after completing just three chemo treatments!

I was very encouraged by this healing testimony and I believed that if God could heal him, He could heal me too. So, I continued to meditate and declare healing scriptures.

After my fourth chemo treatment, a scan showed an overall improvement of more than 50 per cent in my condition. With only two treatments left, my human mind told me that believing in complete healing was not possible because of the short time frame.

However, meditating on God's Word led me to a revelation in Psalm 41:3, “The Lord sustains him on his sickbed; in his illness you restore him to full health.” I believed that God would restore me to "full health". So, I claimed this promise that I would receive 100 per cent healing before my treatments were over.

Then, during a church service, Pastor Prince also prayed specifically for those with lymphoma. I received this prayer for complete healing from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.

Following the 6th chemotherapy treatment, my second scan confirmed there was no more evidence of lymphoma.

Now, I am 100 per cent healed and in remission. This is truly a miraculous healing from God, and I am writing this testimony to give Him all the glory! Thank You, Jesus!

About a year ago, I was diagnosed with psychosis (a mental condition characterised by a disconnection from reality) at the age of 29. It was one of the toughest times, as I was hospitalised and was not able to return home to my family.

This affected not only me but also those who love me. The doctors couldn’t fully explain why, and neither did I understand; it caught everyone by surprise. I just felt so lost in sorrow, in darkness, and trapped.

There were so many things that happened to me in the hospital that, to this day, it still feels surreal. My memory of it is vague, but I remember crying and screaming every night in the hospital and sometimes needed to be sedated. What kept me calm was the Word of God. I would either have Pastor Prince’s sermons playing in the background or worship music plugged into my ears. I even remember sharing it with other patients and nurses too. Some patients who heard it even left the hospital before me!

In one of the sermons, Pastor Prince was preaching about the importance of singing hymns. In that message, there was a doctor who went into a psychiatric ward and sang "Jesus Loves Me"; the patients started singing too and were healed and discharged!

Then, my partner reminded me that I was singing the same hymns in the hospital, and I realised God was with me every step of the way. I felt guided through the valley even though I had no control over my own mind. I thank God that eventually I was discharged, with all medical costs covered!

I continued to recover from psychosis by attending New Creation Church every Sunday. I am grateful to Abba Father for placing me in such a good church, for the anointed messages preached by the pastors, and for so many people who were praying and caring for me.

Today, I am free in my mind, have a good-paying job, a loving partner, and a church community by the grace of God. And most of all, my mind is redeemed by the Lord.

Through this, I experienced how God loves me personally, wants to take care of me, and is the God who answers prayers. He has indeed brought me out of darkness into His marvellous light!