Parishioner Raised From the Dead! by Michael Chua

This happened to me on Dec 8, 2003, at Palm Resort, JB. It was on the final day of our church family camp, and we were playing soccer. After 20 mins of activity, I collapsed and actually… died. There was no heartbeat, no pulse and my lips turned purple - as reported by a trained staff nurse on site.

Although the gathering expected the worst, the 30-odd parishioners formed a big ring on the field, held hands and knelt down to pray. What followed were the most profound developments: against all odds (as I later learnt from medical practitioners), I woke up after three to five minutes (that seemed like eternity to all); when my wife turned to the direction of the human ring, she did not see them, but saw a perfect row of angels kneeling in prayer; another parishioner saw the clouds opening up, outpouring bright, fine, golden showers over all of us; a non-Baptised friend involuntarily broke out into tongues. Note: all three did not know what each saw or did till later.

This experience has changed my LIfe, great is the Lord !