December 2019

Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry30 Dec 2019 11:47 pm

THE MASSIVE BLACK NAZARENE PROCESSION * The Dec 30 procession was the preview for the Jan. 9 main event

About 1,000 people were injured at more than half way to Quiapo church. People who fainted were floated on top of the dense violent crowd.
Devotees overwhelmed police forces near Palanca St. corner Ayala Ave. They complained that policemen should also be barefoot and not wear combat boots, wounding a lot of feet. MMDA barriers were thrown aside. Still, the police and military did a good job.
An old woman vendor wept to Mayor Isko when P10,000 worth of her goods were confiscated. Isko paid her P8,000 to compensate.
An estimated 70 tons of garbage were carried away by 40 trucks, when clean-up was not yet over.
Overall, the 2020 procession showed more resilience of Filipino devotees as other years. 
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By Bernie V. Lopez,
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This years Black Nazarene procession was the most dramatic and resilient than previous ones.
In spite of reports of terrorist bomb threats, the previous Black Nazarene procession in January 2019 was the most massive in history. The longest was in 2012, 22 hours from dawn to dawn, 9 hours longer than the usual. All four wheels of the carroza (carriage) broke down one by one. Anticipating a more massive procession in January 9, 2020, a new security arrangement is being prepared.


Like an omen, the 2012 procession stopped for a long time right at the heart of the Quiapo Muslim enclave, reminding us of the bond between Muslims and Christians, especially after the devastation of Marawi. People slept on the pavement, waiting for the Image to pass their street. When the city government wanted to make a short cut due to the delay, residents came out in droves to protest. Security forces suppressed cellphone signal to and from the Quiapo area.


The Black Nazarene procession of 2019, broke all records, more massive, more violent, requiring more security more than ever (see photo). We expect the same to happen this year, 2020. Previously, women did not join the violent mob, but in 2019, they dared to stick together and assert themselves in a predominantly male crowd (see photo). Lord, we offer the Filipino people and the Filipino nation to you, our Messiah.




There are two messages in this historic affair, one from Filipino devotees, the other from the Nazarene. The message from the devotees is a simple prayer, “We will never abandon you, Lord. Even amid the greatest trials You send us, such as the 20-odd typhoons every year, we endure as long as you are beside us.” And the message from the Nazarene is just as simple, “I will never abandon you because you have not abandoned Me. I am the ocean, you are the rivers. Flow into me as I flow back into you, just like the rains that nourish your fields. I am the vine. You are the branches. Abide in me as I in you.”




Nowhere in the world can other Christian communities rival the Filipino Black Nazarene devotees, exemplified by the grass-roots mammoth crowd. Many say it is fanaticism, but theologians say it is the unique character of Filipino devotees, especially with regards the panata, the vow to attend the procession for the rest of one’s life, as atonement for one’s sins. There is no fanaticism in that, only pure prayer not in words but in action. The essence is the Black Nazarene devotion is a prayer for forgiveness of our sins, and homage to the Messiah through whom sins are forgiven.
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Photos from last year’s procession.

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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry15 Dec 2019 07:47 pm

STARTING LIFE AT SEVENTY * The secret to life is in our stars.

The secret to life is in our stars.
A Christmas Story.

291 – A Christmas Card
Seventy-year-old Kevin was so bored with life that he started thinking of death. He started getting sick with imagined diseases. In total depression, wanting to die but not knowing how to, he took a walk in the nearby woods, contemplating suicide.


He stumbled and sprained his ankle. Unable to walk, he lay on the grass, and for the first time, saw the panorama of the stars, like a million diadems on soft black velvet. Suddenly, he realized that he took many beautiful things for granted, that life was worth living, and it was not too late to start life at 70. His entire life of emptiness and misery flashed back in a split second. He was sad how he had wasted his life.


A deep spiritual transformation emerged. He screamed aloud to the Lord in in tears, a prayer that echoed across the dark woods. He vented his anger on the Lord, blaming Him for his misery and pain, until he realized that, for the first time in his life, he was praying for help. There was only himself and the world to blame. Only then did he realize, that he was still alive, that life was so precious, that life was what he made of it
Unable to walk, he was forced to sleep until morning on top of soft summer leaves. Resisting old age and weakness, he wandered aimlessly for two days, wondering what to do with himself. He bought bread in a bakery along the road. There, he met a young lady sitting on the curb, crying. He brought her out to a nearby garden, and asked her to lie down on the grass with him and look at the stars. She meekly obeyed, no questions asked. They watched the clear star-studded evening sky for a whole ten minutes in silence.


My name is Sandra. Hey, look, a shooting star.
I’m Kevin. I was ready to commit suicide two days ago, Sandra. The stars saved me. They made me feel alive.
I have cancer. The doctor said I will die in six months.
How nice. You have six months to start your life.
What would you have me do?
Give yourself to others, that’s the only way to die. Forget yourself in others.
I am not important. Everybody else is. Sounds like a good plan. Yes, I will try it. Look, another shooting star.
A shooting star, in all its grandeur, lives only for two seconds at most. You have six months. You have plenty of time.
Thank you, Kevin. I will never forget you.


Kevin did not fully realize the utter spiritual comfort he gave Sandra. It just came out of him. He knelt in prayer and said aloud, “Lord, what will you have me do?” After ten minutes of silence,  he knew what to do with himself. Going back home, he resolved to begin a life for the Lord and for others. It was not too late. It was only then did he really begin his life. He found his youth in his old age. After seven decades of emptiness, he began to live.


With his last savings, he built a kitchen named “SOUP FOR THE SOUL”, inviting other old people. Every day, they came, about 50 of them, men and women in rags, a noisy bunch who began to discover their youth in their old age in each other. On Christmas day, he gathered the group and announced that his money was running out, and he had to close the kitchen.


Rebecca, a 78-year-old feisty woman, stood up and said, “No way. We will raise the money.” They had a big rowdy meeting. Everybody was screaming. In the midst of the pandemonium, Santa Klaus came in the form of a beautiful young lady, dressed in dazzling white, who alighted from a black limousine and approached them. All were silent.


Hi, Kevin. I can see your making a mess of your life. I’ve searched high and low for you.
Kitchen mess, yes. Sandra, it’s nice to see you so alive. Let me see, it has been 12 months since we met, right?
Eighteen, Kevin. I did not die after six months because if you live for others, you don’t easily die. You taught me the secret to life, Kevin.
It’s no secret. It’s just that we are mostly blind because we do not want to see.
Hey, Sandra, you know what …….
Hush, grandma. I know. The soup may ran out, but not the love we all share.


Sandra winked. She gave Kevin a small bag full of cash. Everyone screamed. Soup for the Soul was alive and well. It became immortal and would never die. Somehow the Lord planned its finances, not Kevin, not Sandra, not anyone.


Tell me, Kevin, do you lie down on the grass with these people?
No grass around here. Anyway, we don’t need shooting stars.
I know, because you are shooting stars to each other, right?
Right. God bless your pretty soul, Sandra.


In the blink of an eye, like a brilliant shooting star, Santa Klaus vanished on that bizarre Christmas day. The limousine sped away.



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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry15 Dec 2019 01:51 am


Mediatrix is the continuation of Fatima
China, the New World Power
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Todate, many are still confused on the stand of the Vatican and the CBCP on the miracles surrounding Our Lady Mediatrix of All Grace. Here is an update to clarify the issue once and for all.


Although the Vatican did not confirm the authenticity of the Mediatrix apparitions, which happened back in 1948 in Lipa City, it did not ban the Mediatrix devotion, as affirmed by a recent declaration of the Catholic Bishops’ Conference of the Philippines (CBCP).


The same situation happened to Our Lady of Fatima. It took 20-odd years for the Vatican to finally declare the Fatima apparitions as authentic. Meanwhile, the devotion spread like wildfire even in the absence of confirmation of authenticity of the apparitions. That is how the Church works, super-cautious, so it does not make a misdeclaration.


This CBCP declaration giving a go-signal to the Mediatrix devotion is important because of its geopolitical role. FATIMA CONTINUES INTO THE MEDIATRIX AS THE CHURCH’S NEW GOAL OF GLOBAL EVANGELIZATION. Whereas, Fatima focused on the West and the ‘conversion’ of Russia as the way to peace, the Mediatrix now focuses in the East and the ‘conversion’ of China. ‘Conversion’ does not mean making China Christian. It means allowing Christian devotion (freedom of religion), and having goodwill with other nations, not economic exploitation or militarization.


China, the New World Power


As one world power wains, the other rises. There are two flash points in Asia today. First is North Korea, where there is a nuclear stand-off. Economic sanctions, condemned as a form of genocide that have enhanced a protracted famine, have made North Korea more defiant and has increased rather than dissipated nuclear weapons production, the same as in Iran. Draw not fear from your enemies, rather love.


Second is the West Philippine Sea, where US nuclear warships and warplanes are eyeball-to-eyeball with China’s many new naval bases, equipped with nuclear missiles, potential or actual. One small accident can cause a nuclear confrontation, whose majority casualties will be Filipinos, not Americans or Chinese.


Mediatrix is the key to peace, not US military response, not Chinese military presence. Let Our Lady handle the problem. She will do so only if we pray to her. Pope Francis can offer China to Our Lady Mediatrix, as John Paul II did for Russia to Our Lady of Fatima. Two ‘Fatima interventions’ occurred towards global peace. First, Gorbachev, after a first-ever visit of the Kremlin to the Vatican, re-opened churches in Russia. Second, the Berlin wall fell and the Russian empire disintegrated, ending the Cold War.


prayers can be more powerful
than sophisticated weapons
or the shrewdest geopolitical strategies


Signs that Mediatrix is the Continuation of Fatima
  • On its centennial anniversary, the famous Fatima miracle of the sun was duplicated in a Mediatrix shrine in Matalam, North Cotabato exact to the hour and the day.
  • When Fatima visionary Sr. Lucia was dying, a woman witnessed the miraculous Mediatrix statue in the Lipa Carmelite Convent shedding tears of blood.
  • In a historic visit of the Mediatrix image brought by hundreds of devotees to the Korean Demilitarized Zome (DMZ), the leaders of both North and South shook hands and signed a historic peace treaty, a repeat of Gorbachev restoring the Church in Russia after his historic visit to Saint John Paul II, the ‘Fatima Pope’.
  • A life-sized Mediatrix statue was installed in a church in Nanjing, China, quite by ‘accident’ when the Chinese Government awarded development contracts to Metrobank for two villages. This is Our Lady’s ‘foothold’ in China, the first ever.
The Philippines has a special role in the evangelization of the East, being the only Christian country in the whole of Asia. Pope Francis relies on the Philippines Church as the launching pad for Asian evangelization.


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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry04 Dec 2019 07:13 pm

SQUATTER KIDS AS ‘APOSTLES’ IN THE LAST-SUPPER * Hapag ng Pag-asa, the painting

Hapag ng Pag-asa, the painting / In memoriam – Joey Velasco
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Author’s Note.
This article is based on an interview of the late Joey Velasco about 25 years ago, when he was still alive. Joey was healed of terminal kidney cancer by the Lord through Sister Raquel Reodica, RVM, which extended his life for a few more years to finish his paintings for his Healer. God rest your beautiful soul, Joey. He gave me digital copies of his heart-rending paintings, which he asked me to share with the world. Below are some of them. Please share.
The late Joey Velasco painted the mural HAPAG NG PAG-ASA (Table of Hope, shown below), which became an overnight sensation because of its powerful social message – the 12 apostles depicted as squatter kids. Painstakingly, Joey interviewed the 12 ‘apostles’ and made them pose for the painting one by one. Subsequently, he wrote a book depicting their painful lives, entitled “They have Jesus, Stories of the Children of Hapag“.
Once, Joey gathered the kids and treated them to Jolibee. All of them said it was their first time to taste this food. Their stomachs were so small from under-nourishment, many could not finish a single drumstick. One kid placed the half-eaten chicken back into its box, and said she was saving it for her mother.
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Father Javey of Pugad, a street children foundation, wonders why squatter kids always share the little they have. They are never selfish. They share morsels without hesitation. Father Javey thinks it is because they know personal suffering is related to communal suffering. Morsels, like suffering, are shared, which relieve the suffering even though there is less to go around.


Jesuit theologian Fr. Carlos Abesamis, SJ called the children ‘precious lotus in mud’. The lotus flower, sacred to Buddhists and Hindus as a symbol of spiritual renewal, is so pure, yet it thrives in muddy waters. Father Arturo Sanchez, SDB says the painting is “a gospel within a frame.” Archbishop Oscar Cruz, DD says “the painting conveys the intensity of a socio-political reality.” There are framed replicas of Hapag everywhere, in homes, chapels, schools.


Broken Lives
Indeed, the stories of suffering related by the squatter kids are stories told by Jesus to us. Ten-years-old Jessica (not her real name), one of the 12 children, is the girl on the left holding a bag in the painting. She sleeps atop a tomb in a cemetery with her grandmother. She was abandoned when she was five months old by her mother who eventually went crazy. She makes a living by crawling on jeepney floors, wiping passengers’ shoes with a rag. She comes home at eleven every evening after ‘work’. 
Rene (second to the last on the right in the painting) is nine years old. In the painting, he looks like he is 30 years old due to the stresses of life. He has to bring home two cans of sardines every evening as his ‘assignment’, otherwise his father flogs with a GI pipe. Once, his elder brother poured hot water over his head. The day Rene posed for Joey for the painting, he did not go home because he did not have the two cans of sardines, he told Joey a year later. You can see in the painting the fear in his eyes, worried about his ‘assignment’.


Rita (behind Jessica in the painting) was pregnant at 13 years old. She had a nine-month old baby. That was 20 years ago. Now she is old and her daughter full grown somewhere. She lived in a crowded squatter colony where a teenage boy slowly seduced and took advantage of her.


Tonio, eleven years old, (to the right of Jesus in the painting) is a professional padlock picker and a petty thief. He is good in mathematics even though he has not gone to school. He has been jailed four times. His father is jobless and his mother washes clothes for a fee, if she is not playing bingo or pusoy. It is so unfortunate that children are forced into petty crimes by sheer poverty and by parents who cannot cope.
I give you storms so you can seek my shelter
I give you sickness so you can seek my healing
I give you pain to purify and strengthen you
pain is a form of prayer if you offer it to me


Street Children of Metro-Manila


Street children live in a world of violence and misery. We walk along the streets, ignoring them, too busy with our lives. After you see Joey’s painting or read his book, you may perhaps take a second look and offer a sandwich to these children, whose happy or naughty faces hide their pains.


Pugad started in 1988 in response to the sudden rapid increase in abandoned street children. Pugad then was a mere soup kitchen, harboring 20 children. By the mid-90s, it had about a hundred, aged from 9 to 22. It has a family integration program because they feel the ultimate long term solution lies in parents, not children, who are not the problem but the effects of the problem. Pugad is only one of dozens of children centers citywide.


As of 1995, 25 years before the writing of this article, there were about 200,000 street children nationwide. If we presume 40 percent is in Metro-Manila, that is a stunning 80,000. That was 25 years ago. This could easily be circa 120,000 today. All the combined children centers can hardly make a dent on this number.


This Third World social phenomenon is something we cannot ignore and must face. It begins with our awareness and sensitivity when we see them in the streets. Sharing our bounty is not an option, it is an obligation. If we fail to help the poor, it is a sin of omission.


Poverty is a form of violence. Poor people vent their anger for their misery on society and on their own children, who pass this on to the next generation. The little we give relieves society of violence bred by poverty.
Some of Joey’s Paintings