Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry

Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry08 Sep 2017 01:33 pm

THE ROSARY KID * inspired by a true story * eastwind journals

Inspired by a True Story
eastwind journals
Susan is a five year old kid. Her mother prays the rosary every evening in front of the home altar. Susan does not pray the rosary with her. She just sits behind her silently. Her mother has advanced stage psoriasis on her scalp. The hair has fallen off, and it is full of pus. She cannot sleep due to extreme itchiness. This has made her very cranky.


MOTHER – Jessica, please give me a glass of cold water.

Jessica, the first maid, appears with a glass of water.

MOTHER – What is this? (Screaming.) I told you time and again, when you wash my glass, wipe it dry so there are no spots. Look, look, I can’t drink this? You imbecile. Get out of here. Gloria,
give me a glass of water.

Gloria, the second maid, appears with a glass of water. The mother throws the glass against the wall.

MOTHER – Same thing Gloria. When will you ever learn?

The two maids retreat to the kitchen, sobbing, as the mother trembles with anger.

SUSAN – (Undaunted by her mother’s anger.) Mommy, can you mix good and evil?

MOTHER – (Forgetting her anger for a moment.) Of course not. They are opposed to each other, enemies forever.

SUSAN – So, how come you pray the rosary, then scream at the maids?

The mother is silent. She embraces Susan. In tears, she goes to the two maids, and embraces them. All are now sobbing, except Susan, watching with a smile.

MOTHER – (To Jessica and Gloria) Here, take these two rosaries. I bought them in Rome. They are expensive. I will stick to this little local wooden rosary.

SUSAN – Mommy, will your prayers be heard more if your rosary is expensive?

MOTHER – No, darling, It does not matter. That’s why I keep the cheaper rosary. How come you never pray the rosary with me?

SUSAN – Of course, I pray the rosary silently behind you.

MOTHER – So let me give you a rosary.

SUSAN – I don’t need one, mommy. This is my rosary. (She puts up her two hands.)

MOTHER – Oh, ten Hail Mary’s, right? That’s nice.

SUSAN – Nope. No Hail Marys.

MOTHER – So, how do you pray then?

SUSAN – (Clasping her hand in prayer.) I just talk to Jesus and Mama Mary. They always listen to me. Let me pray now. (She closes her eyes.) Jesus, through your Mommy, please take care of my mommy, Jessica, Gloria, and me. Keep us safe, happy, and together. (She opens her eyes.) That’s it. It takes me 30 seconds. (She offers her open hands to her mother.) Kiss my hands. They are full of prayers.

From then on, after her mother prays the rosary, she and Susan go to the kitchen to Jessica and Gloria, and with clasped hands, and closed eyes, they all ‘pray the rosary’ together in silence for 30 seconds. When they finish, they embrace each other.

SUSAN – Mommy, I notice your scalp is getting better. No more itch?

MOTHER – Yes, I am surprised.

SUSAN – I am not surprised, mommy. My teacher says ‘forgiveness heals’. I think, when you embraced Jessica and Gloria, your scalp started to heal.

MOTHER – Yes, I believe so, darling.

SUSAN – Mama Mary asked Jesus to heal you because you forgave.

After a month, the scalp of Susan’s mother was completely dry and hair started growing. She slept well and never became cranky again. It was a great feat of the rosary kid to bring inner peace to their tiny simple home.

By eastwind – Bernie V. Lopez,
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On Forgiveness

You have to learn to forgive and enter the eye of the storm where there is no wind. Forgiveness heals you. Your wounds of hurt will disappear. Forgivenss makes you whole. The guy you forgive, if he still hates you, SIYA ANG LUGI (He is the loser.) Hate will consume him, while you bask in inner peace.

So you have to pray to learn to forgive, because that hatred may come back and keep bobbing up and you have to hold it down with prayer. Your ally is Jesus, prayer, Mama Mary. Love must win over hate within your heart, within the heart of each of us.

Once you have forgiven, you will not fret, you will not think of vengeance no matter how much the other guy has wounded you. You will offer love and forgiveness to counter hate and un-forgiveness. Only this way can we die a peaceful death. Your tears are as a sign that you still love them in spite of the hate and silence you feel from them. Always pray for those who hate you so that their hate may turn into love.


Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry25 Jun 2017 12:57 am

THE TYCOON AND THE BEGGAR * inspired by a true story

Inspired by a true story
By Bernie V. Lopez
I met Delfin the Tycoon in an art shop in Ermita. Comparing art notes, we instantly became friends and went to a coffee shop, where he told me the story of his life.
He stood 4 feet 4 inches, but was ironically known as the Golden Giant because he had made his pile from his tiny gold mine in a remote island off Palawan in the Philippines. He eventually catalyzed a gold rush never before seen in Palawan history. He later on moved to a small palace in Manila close to an office he rented, at the heart of the crowded Malate district.
Wealth had changed Delfin from being humble, kind and hard-working to being arrogant, vicious and greedy. He cheated even the poor of small amounts in spite of being so rich. It was an obsession to impose his arrogance on the world, vengeance against his former poverty. They say it is hard for a tycoon to go to heaven.
He walked every day 5 blocks, cut across a pedestrian overpass, to his lofty office across. On his first day to go to office, he was shocked to see an old man in his 70s on a dilapidated wheelchair on top of the overpass. He had an oversized half-torn umbrella tied to the wheel chair, and a large tin can on the ground where people could throw their coins. He stayed there the whole day from 7am to 5pm. It was his ‘office’.
He was snoring. Delfin woke up him and gave him a 20-peso bill. He looked at Delfin, annoyed for disturbing his sleep, took the money, threw it grudgingly into the can, and without saying a word, went back to sleep. When Delfin went home at 4 pm, the old man was still there snoring. He peered into the can and tried to lift it, guessing there were about 3 kilos of coins.
The old man haunted Delfin. From then on, every day, Delfin saw the old man, and threw a 100-peso bill into the can without waking him up. He was intrigued. It was an ingenious way to beg. He was a pro. He just slept the whole day off, cooled by the large umbrella, and went home with 3 kilos of coins – no muss, no fuss, the easy life. Delfin admired the guy. The old man melted his hardened heart.
Delfin wondered how the old man took the 40 steps to the top of the overpass. So one day, he left for office two hours early to see how he did it. He waited a good hour, and there he was, pushed on the wheelchair by a young teenage boy. The old man could hardly stand up. He took his cane and waited while the young man folded the wheelchair and carried it to the top. On his second trip, the young man brought up the large umbrella, and on his third, he assisted the old man to the top. When he was settled, Delfin talked to the young man.
DELFIN. Hey there. You’re the son of the old man, right? And your name is … ?
RENATO. Renato, sir. My dad gets depressed doing nothing at home. Here he is happy. We live together over there. (He points to a ghetto area nearby.)
DELFIN. He’s happy because he earns a little money, right?
RENATO. Not really. He doesn’t care about the money. He gives it to me every day and I add to our food expenses. He is happy because he is of some use and help to me, and he is no longer bored.
DELFIN. And what do you do for a living?
RENATO. I collect plastic bottles from the garbage bins, mostly from the big restaurants over there. (Pointing to where Delfin would normally take lunch.)
DELFIN. Is that enough to live on? Here, take this. (He hands a 100-peso bill.)
RENATO. Oh no, no. Dad told me never to accept big money, just coins. See you around. Bye.
The boy was gone in an instant. Delfin could not get over it. A beggar who refused big money –that made him think. After two months, the old man suddenly disappeared. Delfin waited 1 day, 2 days, 3 days, 1 week, nothing. For 3 weeks, he waited, worried sick. He was nowhere. Delfin had sleepless nights. He had to find the old man.
He went to the ghetto area and asked around. Finally, he found their empty home after walking a muddy maze of crowded shanties. Delfin had never been inside a ghetto before. It was hardly a home. A flight up a steep staircase so narrow, he had to go up sideways. Their room was dark, 2 by 1.5 meters, enough for a plyboard for a bed father and son shared plus walking space of half meter. No pillows, no blankets, no cushion, no windows, no door. Dirty clothes hang on nails all around. The stench was terrible. Then did Delfin understand the violence of poverty
Neighbors said the old man and the boy had disappeared for more than a week. Delfin went into a protracted depression. Then one day, Delfin’s heart jumped. There he was again under his umbrella. In his excitement, he almost stumbled. He woke up the old man.
DELFIN. Hello. (The old man put a hand to his ear.) (Delfin screamed.) Hello.
No answer, just a smile. Delfin noticed that his feet were swollen. He knew instantly it was a heart condition. He saw the left hand limp on his lap. A stroke, definitely.
DELFIN. (Screaming three times.) I want to bring you to the hospital.
The old man just smiled and brushed him away. Delfin was helpless. He was in tears. After another month, the old man was gone for good. There was a change in Delfin. He was now kind and humble and gentle. He talked to the sidewalk vendors and bought their fruit although they would rot on his dinner table uneaten. He stopped cheating people and started giving to them instead. Once, it was his turn to be cheated of millions in a big business deal. He just remembered the smile of the old man and brushed away the thought. The Lord said He gave us the poor to enrich our souls. How true it was for Delfin. Bernie V. Lopez
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you may not know who I am
but you can find Me
in the eyes of the poor
in the words not of orators
but of the mute
I am not so much in churches
but more in ghettos
please take care of Me
and I will take care of you
giving is not an option
it is an obligation
Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry22 Jun 2017 01:22 am

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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry
Sister Raquel – Sister Gloria
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when you cross turbulent waters I shall be with you
in the wild rivers you shall not drown
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned
no flames shall consume you as I am with you always
for I am the Lord your God your Saviour the Holy One
for you are precious and glorious in My eyes and I love you


Isaiah 43:2-8


  • Spiritual healing precedes physical healing. You must first forgive those who have done you wrong before you can be healed. You must also ask for forgiveness from those whom you have wronged. Be sorry for past sins that have offended His Sacred Heart.
  • Resolve to live a new life in Jesus, to be close to Him and to pray regularly to him, even when you are already healed.
  • Resolve to be gentle to yourself and others. Do not shout or maltreat at maids. Resolve to control your temper. Resolve to change your sinful ways.
  • Pray hard and meditate daily before visiting the healing center. Go to mass and receive Holy Communion.
  • Talk to Jesus casually and ask for healing. Ask and you shall receive. He is beside you when you talk to Him. His hand is on your shoulder. Invoke the intercession of Mother Mary and Mother Ignacia, founder of sister’s order RVM.
  • Do not just give alms to the poor. Give your time. Learn to dialogue with them.
  • Relationships are the single greatest spiritual problem worldwide and the single greatest cause of inner turmoil and depression.
People who are healed speak of the dramatic change in their lives, becoming more patient, more generous, less prone to anger, acquiring goodwill for irritating people, more time for prayer, and acquiring INNER PEACE due to spiritual transformation or cleansing.


To understand the essence of your healing. (More healing stories from an e-book, that you can download for free. English version healing-stories-of-sister-raquel. Pilipino version mga-kuwento-ni-sr-raquel-tungkol-sa-mga-ginamot-ni doktor-Hesus


by Sister Raquel Reodica, RVM


During the few years of my ministry as an instrument of Jesus for healing, I began to realize that, aside from physical poisons and genetic defects that cause diseases and physical and mental discomforts, there are also social and psychological poisons in our own homes and in society that pre-dispose us to illnesses by creating certain attitudes and feelings within us.


Heart disease, suicide, mental illness, or cancer can be correlated to psychological factors. We can even be disposed to accidents psychologically. Almost all, if not all sicknesses and bodily discomforts have psychological antecedents. LIFE PATTERNS and ATTITUDES can predispose us to various types of diseases. Some doctors I have met say many of them are now beginning to regard the emotional realities in the lives of their patients. They begin to look beyond the question of chemical poisons and consider the possibility of PSYCHOLOGICAL POISONS. To go against lifelong emotional habits can be extremely difficult for most people. This is an advice that we have to give to the sick:


THE BLIND FARMER – healing story no. 1 (optional reading)
Reprinted from the Philippine Daily Inquirer


the Father has blinded their eyes
and hardened their hearts
so that they may see and be converted
and turn to Him for healing
John 12:39-40


            On January 4, 2001, an 80-year-old farmer came to Sister Raquel at the Mother Ignacia Retreat House in Novaliches, seeking help. He had advanced cataract in both eyes and was almost completely blind, seeing every­thing as a total blur.
            He had heard about Sister Raquel from other people who had gone to her after reading an article from the Inquirer (featured here). He was determined to see her even though the trip would be an ordeal. He came from a remote village somewhere in Bulacan. He asked his teenage grand-daughter to accom­pany him.
            When he arrived, Sister Raquel asked him to pray aloud for God’s blessing. His prayer went something like this, “Lord, I am a very poor man and I cannot afford an operation of my cataract. So please heal my eyes and do it right away because I cannot afford to come back and see Sister Raquel again. Sure­ly, if you could heal many cancer patients, a simple cataract will be easy for you. So I ask you to please remove the pain and the itch in my eyes as I cannot bear it any longer. That is all. Amen.”
            Sister Raquel chided him, saying, “Why don’t you ask Him to restore your eyesight, not just remove the itch.”
            The old farmer replied, “Yes, you are right. Lord, if You can, please restore my eyesight.”
            Sister Raquel put her hand over the old man’s eyes and prayed for the Lord to restore his eyesight. Instantly, the pain and the itch were gone. Tears flowed profusely from the old man’s eyes. His granddaughter also started to weep. For him, it was the kindness of the Lord that moved him. He wiped off the tears of joy but he could not help but cry some more. More tears flowed.
            Sister Raquel placed her hands once more over his eyes and told him to pray again, this time silently.
            When Sister Raquel removed her hands, the old man opened his teary eyes and said, “Bless the Lord. Sister, your garden is so beautiful. It is only now I realize that the sky is so blue. How green is the grass under the sunlight. And the flowers are so nice.”
            Even Sister Raquel was surprised by the sudden healing. Sister Raquel recounts how the blur of his pupils vanished instantly. It was washed away by his tears of joy. The Lord is good to this poor humble old farmer because his prayer was very simple and his faith was very strong.


‘I’D RATHER DIE THAN’ – healing story no. 2 (optional reading)
forgiveness heals
hatred consumes
            ‘I’d rather die than for­give.’ This was said by Rica (not her real name) who had a fourth degree cancer of the breast which was starting to spread through her body. She had read in the newspapers about a healer who was reputed to have healed all types of terminal diseases like lupus and cancer. She decided to visit Sister Raquel.
            She was so confident Sister Raquel could heal her. She had a strong faith, was very religious, went to mass often, and prayed a lot. But after the first visit, nothing happened. She called up Sister and complained that her sick­ness was becoming worse.
            Sister Raquel said that the prerequisite for healing was peace of the soul. And peace of the soul meant forgiveness. Sister Raquel felt that this was the problem. She asked if something was bothering her. She replied quickly that her husband committed the gravest sin against her and she hated him so much.
            “You must forgive him if you want to be healed,” Sister Raquel said.
            Spontaneously, Rica replied, “I’d rather die than forgive him.”
            That was how intense her hatred was for her husband. And so Rica left in tears because she could not forgive her husband. It must have been a heinous crime, that she could not forgive her husband.
            After a month, she called up Sister Raquel to tell her the cancer was now spreading to her liver and spine and brain. She wept as she was dying because she could not forgive. But her hatred overpowered her fear of death.
            Two months passed. Sister Raquel got a sudden call from Rica. She said that after all these months, she had finally learned to forgive her husband. She said she was ready for heal­ing.
            And so Rica went to Sister Raquel who prayed over her. It was like her first communion. When she was healed instantly, silent tears flowed. Sud­denly, the cancer was small and contained. In a few months, it was gone totally. Forgiveness heals. Forgiveness heals the soul, then, it also heals the body. To forgive is so powerful and all encompassing, yet it can be the hardest thing in the world to do.


Sister Raquel Schedule – Saturdays, starts with mass at 1:30 pm
Sister Gloria Schedule – Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Fridays, Saturdays, 9:30 am, mass at 11 am, healing continues after lunch.



Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry,
857 Bagumbong Road, Novaliches,
Caloocan City 1400, Metro-Manila, Philippines


If you get lost, ask around for the


Give the driver the above address, or use WAYZ on your Android cellphone in your own car.
Option 1 – via EDSA clover leaf.
Go to EDSA CLOVER LEAF towards NORTH DIVERSION EXPRESSWAY. Turn right to QUIRINO HIGHWAY before the expressway toll which goes to NOVALICHES. (continue at ** below).
Option 2 – via Mindanao Ave. and SM North.
From EDSA, coming from CUBAO, turn right on NORTH AVENUE at the SM North Mall. Turn left at the first traffic light on MINDANAO AVENUE. Go all the way to a busy traffic light after about four kilometers, turn right on QUIRINO HIGHWAY which goes to NOVALICHES. (continue at ** below).


** (continue here)
Stick to QUIRINO HIGHWAY until you reach the center of Novaliches. You are at the center when there is an island separating the street and traffic is heavy. At the center, Quirino Highway turns to the right at the traffic light. Do not turn right. There is a MacDonald at the very front. Don’t get confused. There are many MacDonalds before reaching the center but they are to the left or right. Take the small narrow street straight ahead, beside MacDonald called SUSANO ROAD. After one kilometer, the road forks BEFORE a Caltex station. Take the left to DEPARO ROAD, which zigzags for about five kilometers. When you start seeing rice fields instead of houses, you are at the edge of Novaliches. At a tricycle station with a small sign ‘Villa Luisa’, turn left on BAGUMBONG ROAD. After 200 meters, on the left side, there is a small sign of MOTHER IGNACIA HEALING CENTER, no. 857 Bagumbong Road.


Option 4 – via Fairview.
From FAIRVIEW, turn left on QUIRINO HIGHWAY one or two blocks before the SM Mall, which is on the left side. Turn right on SABARTE ROAD after 2 to 3 blocks (there is a 7- 11 convenient store and Little Caesar at this corner.) Go straight until another 7-11 which is on the right side. Here, turn left on CAMARIN ROAD. Go straight until the Caltex station, which on the right side. Make a right at the Caltex Station to DEPARO ROAD, which zigzags for about five kilometers. When you start seeing rice fields instead of houses, you are at the edge of NOVALICHES. At a tricycle station with a small sign ‘Villa Luisa’, turn left on BAGUMBONG ROAD. After 200 meters, on the left side, there is a small sign of MOTHER IGNACIA HEALING CENTER, no. 857 Bagumbong Road.
At EDSA, take the bus with signboard ‘NOVALICHES C-5’ going NORTH towards Caloocan. Be sure to take it before or at the SM North Mall because the bus will turn right from EDSA soon. If you are beyond this turning point, you will miss the bus. Tell the conductor to let you down at the center of NOVALICHES (Bayan). When you get down, it will be along the main QUIRINO HIGHWAY. Ask around for the JEEPNEY TERMINAL WITH SIGNBOARD ‘BAGUMBONG’. It is along SUSANO ROAD, a small street beside MacDonald’s. The jeepney terminal is on the left side as you walk from Quirino Highway. It is inside a vacant lot and not so obvious from the road. Take the jeepney with signboard ‘Bagumbong Dulo’ or ‘Bagumbong’. Tell the driver to stop at the MOTHER IGNACIA HEALING CENTER, no. 857 Bagumbong Road. As mentioned,  ask around. Many people, know where the healing center is.


Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry09 Jan 2017 02:57 am


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Perhaps it is his primordial nomadic instincts, his Austronesian genesis, which is the essence of the modern Filipino. Since 10,000 BC, for 15 millennia, the Austronesians spread out across the eastern hemisphere in small makeshift boats (balanghay in Pilipino) from Burma to the Polynesian islands in the vast Pacific, centuries before the Phoenicians pioneered to cross the tiny Mediterranean.
Through joys and tears, the pinoy smiles.
many times we fret about
unimportant mundane things
and ignore important spiritual things
we are awed by what is absurd
and ignore what is meaningful
we lose our sense of humor so easily

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