A blessed testimony of Beloved Sister Merry Christ Capangpangon on June 28, 2026 at the Marikina Sports Complex, during the commemoration for the birthday of Beloved Pastor Wilde E. Almeda
Way back in 2015, beloved brethren, there was something that drew me to this Ministry — something that struck my heart deeply. This kind of gathering was not entirely new to me, because I grew up in a Christian family. My beloved parents had also once served in a ministry under a well-known Trinitarian Sect.
But as time passed, beloved brethren, I noticed that the teachings had changed. So I asked my beloved mother why the long seasons of praise had disappeared, and why the practice of sanctification had faded. My beloved mother’s answer was, “Because we are in modern days now, child.” But, we are truly blessed, because the JESUS Miracle Crusade International Ministry, since 1975 up to this very hour, has never changed its teachings. This holy Ministry is a testament that truly, JESUS CHRIST is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
Heavy Bleeding Stopped
I want you to know, beloved brethren, that I had not yet been baptized in water in the Name of my Dearest JESUS, because my position at that time was that I was already a good person — why did I need to be baptized? But beloved brethren, there is only one baptism, and it is in the name of JESUS.
Attached to this testimony are the miracles that came from our Dearest JESUS. In September 2016, I became ill. I suffered from heavy bleeding during that time, which lasted for fourteen days. I was already very weak, and my beloved mother urged me to go to the hospital. But it was then that the conviction arose in my heart, beloved, to receive water baptism in the Name of my Dearest JESUS.
And truly, my Dearest JESUS did not forsake me after I was baptized in water in JESUS’ name. My Dearest JESUS healed me completely — Praise the LORD.
Victory In JESUS’ Name
And truly, beloved brethren, it was not only healing from sickness that I received. My Dearest JESUS also granted me salvation and protection. Because at one time, my beloved husband was serving as a detachment commander in Davao — in an area known as Kilometer 8 Patrol Base, so called because it was eight kilometers away from the nearest populated area, deep in the forest. While we were stationed there, beloved brethren, we received threats that the detachment would be attacked.
But we were not afraid, because we knew that the GOD we serve is alive — the same GOD who is faithful to those who serve Him. Even the gates of hell shall not prevail against us. That is the heritage of the true Christians.
One night, as we were gathered in sweet fellowship in prayer, the entire camp suddenly erupted in gunfire — a barrage of bullets raining all around us. My beloved husband cried out at that moment. And right then, the preaching of our Prophet rang true in my heart: “In the hour of danger, call upon the name of my Dearest JESUS.”
At that moment, we were singing:
In the name of JESUS, in the name of JESUS, we have the victory.
And truly, there is power in the name of JESUS. Because in the midst of that relentless attack, as we continued to praise and worship, the gunfire suddenly fell silent, and stillness returned to the entire area.
No One was Harmed
When they were able to recover and assess the entire area, one could only imagine that the detachment was built of nothing more than bamboo sticks as barriers, bamboo as the perimeter fence. And yet, beloved brethren, not a single thing was damaged. Not one soldier was wounded. Truly, our Dearest JESUS watched over us.
After two months, my husband was transferred to another detachment. The new detachment commander who replaced him — that same place was attacked again. And this time, there were casualties. People died. People were wounded.
That was when I wept, overwhelmed by the goodness of my Dearest JESUS — that my beloved husband came out of that battle alive. Truly, HE became our shield of life because those bullets were meant for us. But because GOD is alive, we were protected — and that is why I am standing here today.
I live today because GOD is alive, and HE sustains the lives of those who serve Him faithfully in this Ministry.
The Trial of the Pandemic
And truly, beloved, it did not stop there. It was not long before the COVID-19 pandemic arrived. It brought tremendous hardship upon our beloved Philippines and the entire world.
During that time, beloved, there was great pressure on our jobs. My beloved husband was stripped of his privileges — he was barred from applying for promotion and from taking home leave or vacation. This was because we had made it known that no matter what, we would not receive the vaccine.
Because the message above was that all frontliners were required to be vaccinated, my beloved husband was repeatedly reassigned to critical areas during that time. And on my end, there was mounting pressure at my workplace until I was no longer allowed to receive my work clearance. My swab test results were withheld, and I was required to go to the regional office — and ultimately, to a heart center — to get vaccinated, because a vaccine card was required for the assignment to the regional office.
But I did not go, because I knew that the GOD I serve is alive. Those who put their trust in my Dearest JESUS will never be put to shame.
Called to the Office
I was summoned to our head office. And there, beloved, I was pressured to get vaccinated. They even told me that my pastor could not see me — that I should keep my vaccination secret. They relentlessly pushed me to get vaccinated.
At this point, I began to open my mind to the possibilities. Why had the pandemic not ended? My beloved husband and I could no longer buy what we needed. We could no longer travel. We had lost our income. And we had no vaccine card.
They told me that I was being overwhelmed by my faith — that I was being too religious. But my answer was this: No. I will never abandon the GOD I serve. Not one of HIS promises has ever failed. If HE has kept me until now, HE will keep me still. Hallelujah, praise the LORD.
The Relief and Reassignment Order
And truly, it did not end there. The hardship continued. A formal order came from the highest command of the Armed Forces of the Philippines — a relief and reassignment order for my beloved husband. He was to be pulled from the 36th Infantry Battalion in Davao-Surigao and reassigned from the 4th to the 5th Infantry Division in North Luzon.
They cited my beloved husband, Sergeant Charlie Capangpangon Jr., and other junior soldiers as being hard-headed and not following orders.
When the order arrived, beloved, it weighed on our hearts. Even as we held that order in our hands, we immediately fell before the LORD in prayer:
“LORD, stop this order. We do not want to go to North Luzon. We have no family there, no one we know.”
But GOD’s thoughts are higher than our thoughts. His ways are not what we would naturally choose or expect. Praise the LORD! because in the end it turned out for good. GOD is greater than all things — greater than all our fears and trials.
GOD’s Purpose in North Luzon
And so, we made our way to North Luzon. We arrived safely and securely. Shortly after, I was contacted by our admin office, which told me I could return to work because my resignation had not been accepted and that my vaccine card would no longer be required.
And so, we were there in North Luzon, and we continued.
The Hardship of Constant Transfer
What we experienced in hardship was beyond what we had known before. We were constantly being transferred from one area to another — from Abra to Ilocos Norte, to Ilocos Sur, to Isabela — moving from detachment to detachment, staying only one month or two, then moving again.
During those times, we experienced living with nothing but our faith. There were moments when we had to share sleeping space in the homes of our brethren, in small Pastoral Houses. We suffered in tiny, remote detachments.
But we were never without provision because no matter how little we had, our Dearest JESUS never abandoned us. HE never let us go without.
A Three-Day Journey Through the Mountains
Until the time came, when we arrived in the mountains — a truly remote and isolated place. The journey to that location took three days and three nights of walking. There was no vehicle for my beloved husband. The typhoon had passed through that area, and the transportation system was completely wrecked.
And so there we were, walking under the blazing sun — the sun beating down harder and harder as we went on. I carried a five-kilo backpack. My beloved husband carried almost twenty-five kilos — he carried all our food for the three days of walking. In my entire life, I had never experienced anything like that.
But at that moment, I felt myself giving way to exhaustion. I told my beloved husband, “I am tired. I am struggling. I want to go back. I do not want to continue to this place.” There was even a moment when I longed to rest and be still.
But as we finally arrived at that place — as hard as it was — there was no electricity, no signal — I saw the people that my Dearest JESUS had placed before my beloved husband. And that was the reason we had been sent there.
Fishers of Men
You know, beloved brethren, those people were heartbreaking to see — because they no longer knew how to worship GOD. What they were doing was tying red cloth to tree trunks, and offering food as sacrifices to whatever they believed in. That was the form of worship they knew.
And there we were. My beloved husband said, “We are going to hold a Worship Service here.” We had brought a small Bluetooth speaker, our streamer, and our JMCIM logo. And so we held a Worship Service right there.
The people were invited and encouraged to attend the Worship Service. We explained to them that there is a Living GOD who reigns over all things. By the grace of our Dearest JESUS, that covered court was filled with people who had come. Their hearts were touched, and they were taught that there is a living GOD who moves in the Spirit and in truth. And because of that, they invited us to remain in that place.
That was their act of worship — all glory to GOD. Thank you, LORD. Hallelujah.
A Divine Encounter with the Beloved Pastor
And then, the 23rd Victorious Talipao Peace Mission Anniversary of our Church was approaching. My heart was bursting with joy at the thought of finally coming before our Beloved Pastor. What a gift to have been able to preach and minister in such a remote and isolated place.
And the time I had been longing for finally came, the moment I could approach our Beloved Pastor. I told myself that the moment I could stand before him, I would pour out my gratitude. And truly, in that moment, beloved, it was announced that the barriers would be lifted and we could come near. I pressed through the crowd and I ran toward our Beloved Pastor.
Truly, beloved brethren, I called out to our Beloved Pastor and said:
“Beloved Pastor, this is the fruit of all the sacrifices. We came all the way from Mindanao, and I was sent to North Luzon — and this was the reason our Dearest JESUS sent me there.” I said to our Beloved Pastor, “Beloved Pastor, we became extensions of your hands — to bring the Gospel to the most remote and isolated places, in Davao and in North Luzon.”
How great our Dearest JESUS truly is.
The Blessings of Faithful Attendance
And it did not stop there, I want you to know that the blessings of attending our Worship Services — whether for Thanksgiving, Prayer Meetings, or any gathering — no matter how difficult, are real. The Word says:
If you know what is good and you do not do it to yourself, it is a sin.
We would never want to sin against our LORD.
And so, beloved brethren, even though my beloved husband was restricted in his movements, we made every effort to attend our services three times a week. He was only permitted to attend on Sundays, but we pressed on. We kept coming, beloved.
A Case Filed and a Faithful Defense
And then we learned that a case had been filed against my beloved husband — a complaint lodged by his fellow officers, both senior and junior, and fellow soldiers. He was reported to their admin office for being absent without leave for two months, not returning to the detachment. But that was not what had happened.
During that time, we were not afraid because we knew that the GOD we serve is alive. At that moment, my beloved husband was called to formation at the 1st or 2nd Brigade Battalion in Isabela. You know, even though they did not believe in our Beloved Honorable Pastor Evangelist Wilde Estrada Almeda as a Man of GOD, the battalion commander at that time — Colonel Arabillo — was rendered silent. My beloved husband was brought before the entire camp, and his name and rank were called out. But at that moment, the battalion commander addressed him not by his rank, but by his name — “Brother Charlie.” He said, “Please lead a prayer before we begin the formation.”
You know, beloved brethren, right there — from that very moment — our Dearest JESUS’ intercession began to work. They already believed that our Beloved Honorable Pastor was a man of GOD, and my beloved husband knew that he would be found not guilty of that charge. The battalion commander himself said, “Leave Brother Charlie alone, because I know their pastor. I know him. I was a lieutenant when their pastor came to Jolo, Sulu, with the twelve prayer warriors.”
How great is our Dearest JESUS.
All the glory, honor, and praise belong to our Dearest JESUS.
Hallelujah! Praise the LORD!
