I (Beatriz) had a very difficult and cruel childhood. My teenage years were no different, although I thought I had found happiness when I met my husband. We formed a family and had a good financial situation, but hatred and resentment took over my heart. I tried to cover things up with money, but it didn’t work.
Through one of my daughters, I found out that my husband was having an intimate relationship with a young coworker. The underlying hatred I had in my heart started to grow and overflow. I started to plan the best way to kill him and then kill myself. I tried several times to do it with knives, switchblades, guns and other means. Even today you can see the scars on my husband’s body.
I was in a deep depression. I lost fifteen pounds and became anorexic. I was always lying in bed without any strength left in me. My children had to take me to the bathroom. They had to wash me and take care of me day and night. I was never alone, because I was suicidal. I even threw myself under a passing car, and then I tried to do the same with a passing train. But I was rescued every time and brought back home. I wasn’t eating or sleeping, my whole body was falling apart, and my organs were not functioning normally anymore. I had a stroke and ended up with the right side of my body paralyzed. The doctors’ diagnosis was paranoid schizophrenia.
The next step was to place me into a neuropsychiatric hospital. By coincidence I heard on the radio that evangelist Carlos Annacondia was coming to my neighbourhood. He was going to be meeting a few blocks away from my house, praying for the sick. I decided to go. I had to leave my house in secret. I was in a real awful condition, so much so that as soon as I reached the place, the ushers took me straight to the counseling area to talk to me. I was really crazy, my eyes were glassy, and I would stare forever in the same direction.
When the evangelist prayed, I felt something strange on the right side of my body, and I then felt an acute pain in my head. Instantly, I felt something heavy coming out of my shoulder. I started to scream like an animal, and according to those around me, I levitated for a few seconds. They immediately took me to the deliverance area, where they repeatedly told me to forgive those I hated so much. But I didn’t want to do it.
Brother Annacondia came to pray for me. He took my hands, and looking at me he said, “If there is no forgiveness and peace in your heart, nothing will help you.” I felt that Jesus was there. Right away I understood that in order to bring my suffering to an end and receive freedom I had to forgive my husband. I did, and I was healed immediately. The paralysis disappeared, the haemorrhages stopped, my spine became straight, and all my organs started to function normally again.
From that day on I gave myself entirely to the Lord. God restored my marriage. My husband met the Lord, and today we are both leaders of a small group in our congregation. Some time ago I met with the young girl who had had a relationship with my husband and told her about the Lord.
She repented, and today she attends an evangelical church.
(From the book Listen to Me, Satan! By Carlos Annacondia in 1998, pg 161-162)