Having been a cancer patient through colon cancer
      
      
        surgery in 2010, a complete hysterectomy in 2011 and in
      
      
        2012
      
      
        a return of the cancer of the spine, ribs and scapula, I
      
      
        was given a diagnosis of “no hope” by three different cancer
      
      
        clinics. I was told not to go to M.D. Anderson because there
      
      
        is not a protocol to treat my diagnosis.   In fact, all of the
      
      
        clinics told me I had a year to live.  It was at the time that
      
      
        I decided that God could help me if I BELIEVE in His
      
      
        promises and went to the blessed people that have the gift
      
      
        of healing.   My daughter-in-law and grandson had found
      
      
        peace with Sister Dulce after the death of my son three years
      
      
        ago and she highly recommended her to me.  I made the
      
      
        appointments and started seeing Sister Dulce monthly in the
      
      
        spring and summer of 2012.  At that time, I had ten tumors
      
      
        on my spine, ribs and scapula.  Sister anointed me with oil
      
      
        and prayed to Papa for me every month.  In July, my PET
      
      
        scan showed one tumor left, and the scan in October showed
      
      
        an “all clear” with all of the tumors healed over as scar tissue.
      
      
        There is no other answer but that God worked through Sister
      
      
        Dulce and other prayerful people to heal me.  God truly gave
      
      
        me a miracle.  I believe he kept me to give faith, hope and
      
      
        courage to those who have reservations about His healing
      
      
        power and His goodness.
      
      
        I pray everyday for His continued blessings and I visit
      
      
        Sister Dulce regularly.
      
      
        
          Rebecca Brechtel
        
      
      
        My journey began April 7, 2011 when my biopsy showed
      
      
        I had that big scary word “CANCER” (non-small cell lung
      
      
        cancer).  I never smoked a day in my life so it was hard to
      
      
        believe I had lung cancer.
      
      
        I immediately started treatment April 25, 2011.  By the
      
      
        time they did the PET scan, my only symptoms were a small
      
      
        cough and losing my voice off and on.
      
      
        Chef John Folse told my niece about Sister Dulce and he
      
      
        suggested that I make an appointment.  Well, I called and
      
      
        explained my illness and was scheduled right away.
      
      
        My husband, sister and brother-in-law all joined me for
      
      
        my first visit with Sister.  It was so spiritual –just laying my
      
      
        eyes on her, I felt comfort and peace.  She asked my husband
      
      
        and I to sit down in front of her and she felt around my lung
      
      
        and thyroid.  She could feel the cancer.  She touched the
      
      
        cancer and asked Papa to help me through my journey.  She
      
      
        told me that day that within two years I would be doing good.
      
      
        Sister said that the first thing I needed to do was listen to
      
      
        my doctors.    I visited the Prayer Center  several times during
      
      
        a 23 month period and would also called Sister weekly on
      
      
        her cancer line.  Sometimes, I would be having a really bad
      
      
        day and out-of-the-blue she would call me – she felt my pain
      
      
        and nausea.
      
      
        There were times when I didn’t think I would make it
      
      
        through the night and my husband would call her and she
      
      
        would pray to Papa with me and get me through it. Thank
      
      
        you Papa.
      
      
        Twice I had PET scan readings on a Monday and anyone
      
      
        with cancer knows how scary that is when the doctor reads
      
      
        your scans and x-rays.  Having seen Sister the Tuesday before
      
      
        those Monday appointments, I was not surprised when the
      
      
        doctor gave his diagnosis because it was exactly what Sister
      
      
        had told me it would be.  For instance,  once she felt my
      
      
        thyroid and said that the cancer was leaving and on the
      
      
        following Monday, the doctor told me the same thing.  And
      
      
        again, on another day, Sister told me that the cancer in my
      
      
        lung had shrunk a lot and the next Monday, the doctor
      
      
        confirmed that statement.
      
      
        I became very upset a few months ago because my lung
      
      
        doctor told me I had about a litre of fluid on my lung which
      
      
        he could not remove because it was too risky.  It could
      
      
        collapse my lung (which is still there but doesn’t work from
      
      
        radiation).  However, he was going to need to remove about
      
      
        a cup of the fluid with a needle and tube to see if the fluid
      
      
        was malignant.
      
      
        I came home from the doctor very upset and immediately
      
      
        called Sister Dulce.  She told me to calm down and tell her
      
      
        what I felt and what I had been feeling for almost 22 months.
      
      
        I told her that I felt like I have been fighting the devil but
      
      
        that Papa had been holding my hand the whole time.  She
      
      
        calmed me down and told me to come see her on January
      
      
        23
      
      
        rd.  My surgery, to remove the one cup of fluid, was
      
      
        scheduled for January 25th.
      
      
        I am 53 years old and have always had my faith.  I’ve
      
      
        been saying my rosary since I’m 7 years old.
      
      
        On January 23rd, I went to see Sister and she asked me
      
      
        to stand in front of her with my back facing her.  She felt my
      
      
        back and I didn’t have to tell her where the fluid was because
      
      
        when she touched the fluid, I felt a twitch and it burned her
      
      
        hands.  She then took a rosary and touched my back and
      
      
        asked Papa to please put the fluid in her hands and to take
      
      
        it from me.  Well, I left feeling at ease because that is what
      
      
        Sister does – she calms you and makes you feel your faith.
      
      
        Testimonials
      
      
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        if I believe in His promises
      
      
        
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        Rhonda Burke’s Story