We would like to share a beautiful testimony with you. We know you will be blessed!

Recently, a generous friend was deeply moved upon to send us a check to help out with our children’s feeding program. Our friend had decided to give a lump sum of $642. Just after she had planned to sow her seed into this ministry, she was laid off from her teaching job at her school. It was a complete surprise to her. Not knowing what her future would hold, and now jobless, she could easily have forgotten about hungry children in Haiti to deal with her “here and now.”

However, on a Saturday, she sat down and wrote a check to Rehoboth Ministries anyway and mailed it. Imagine her surprise, when the next morning, a lady walked up to her in church and handed her an envelope. Tears in her eyes, the lady told her, “I knew I was supposed to give this to someone, but only your face came to mind.” The envelope contained over $400! The Lord honored her obedience.

There is a special place in Jesus’ heart for those unable to help themselves. Widows. Orphans. The downtrodden. Barren women. God’s Word reveals this over and over.

We send a special thanks to the dear sister who, even in her time of lack, gave anyway. We believe the verse below would be applicable to her beautiful spirit.

She opens her hand to the poor and reaches out her hands to the needy. Proverbs 31:20

Would you like to make a special gift to our children’s feeding program or to one of the many projects mentioned on this website? Your gift can make all the difference!

Below is the testimony of Brother Ronald Occilus. Ronald lived with us for 13 yrs. and is like a son to us. The sickness he mentions below was tuberculosis. With treatment and much prayer, he recovered and has not had any problems since. Ronald is now an evangelist and a real firebrand for the Lord. He is a leader in our church that often mobilizes our people to have all-night prayer vigils and is a man of tremendous faith. He doesn’t know who his parents were and has turned into a remarkable man in spite of many hardships. He is always full of the joy of the Lord.

My name is Ronald Occilus. I am 42 years old. I was living in Port-au-Prince when I was saved in 1989. In 1991, I moved north to Cap-Haitien. While living in Cap-Haitien, I became affiliated with l’Eglise Centre de Formation Chrétienne (Christian Training Center Church) in December of 1992. I was baptized in water and then in the Holy Spirit through Pastor Pritchard Adams. (I would move in with the Adamses shortly thereafter and would end up living with them for 13 years. They are like parents to me.) It was during this time that God’s light was imparted to me and I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Ronald, you will represent me all over the earth.” I yielded to the Lord’s call and told the Lord I would do his will. From that point on, I felt like a fire was burning within me and in 1998, I entered the Bible institute in Petite-Anse to prepare myself. Over the course of time, I received many prophecies confirming the call that the Lord had on my life.

In 2002, I came down with a terrible illness, but in His love, God delivered me so that I could do great things for him. In 2003, I graduated from Bible school, and the next year I was married. My wife’s name is Néemi (Naomi). We have a son. His name is Michael Occilus. My ministry as an evangelist has flourished in many ways. At present, I have a radio show. It’s called, “La Voix de l’Ile” (The Voice of the Island) and I have a devotional from Monday-Saturday. Doors have opened to me to preach in many churches in and around Cap-Haitian.

What is my goal in life? It is very simple. It is to have a single voice and a single vision. I live to proclaim the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Nothing gives me greater joy than to proclaim the good news to anyone who will listen and anywhere the door opens to me.

Madame Gérard Mondestin is a cook for the school in Belle-Hôtesse. She shared with me today that she had been healed during the church service when I gave the testimony concerning Prit’s healing.  Her bladder wasn’t functioning properly and she had trouble urinating. She was also in a lot of pain. When we prayed over her, she returned to her seat and realized that all her clothes were wet! She had been instantly healed and has not had any problems since then!

Below is the testimony of Pastor Délinx Joseph. You will see that his biography is short and very humble. But please permit us to add a few lines.

Pastor Délinx is an incredible man of God in many ways. He is the pastor that oversees our “mother church” in Petite-Anse while we’re away. If you have read my book, ”Into the Storm”, you’re aware that it was Pastor Délinx who was presiding over the service in Haiti on the morning of July 4, 2010 when he suddenly felt a check in his spirit concerning Prit and implored our church assembly to intercede for Prit. They had no idea that, at that same moment, Prit was lying on a bathroom floor in Alberta, Canada just barely conscious. What resulted afterwards (as has since been described by our church members) was a tremendous sorrow that fell upon the church which reduced many to weeping and deep intercession.

We are so fortunate to have this great servant of the Lord as one of our leaders. He has stepped into Prit’s role and proven himself to be more than capable of leading our church. Pastor Délinx also oversees our largest school with 900+ students and teaches in our Bible institute. He labors tirelessly for the Lord. Would you please keep him and his family in your prayers? He carries a heavy load.

I am Joseph Délinx. I am married and I have four children. My wife’s name is Rose-Alène Joseph. I accepted Christ in September 1991 in the town of Fort-Liberté. God directed the subsequent events of my life, saving me and then leading me on to university studies and then pastoral training. Now, I am serving in the ministry as a pastor. I consider it a great privilege to be working for the Lord.

My name is Gesner Lefort. I am the pastor of l’Église Centre de Formation Chrétienne (Christian Training Center Church) in Sainte-Philomène, the most recent of three church plants sent out by Pastors Pritchard and Dana Adams.

I accepted Christ on June 29, 1997 in a Baptist church a few miles outside of Cap-Haitien, in a small town called Caracol. Two months after I became a Christian, I became gravely sick. I went to three different hospitals but was not able to find a cure. Finally, I came to the point of death. Being young in the faith, I honestly did not know what to do. I loved the Gospel but at the same time, I was afraid to die. At that time, my father, who did not yet have Christ in his life, went and consulted a bocor (a witch doctor) without my consent. The witch doctor told him that if my father did not bring me to him within three days, it would be “too late for me.”

I remember that it was a Friday when my father told me what the witch doctor had told him. When he told me this, I was truly conflicted. I didn’t want to betray my newfound faith, but at the same time, I didn’t want to die. The next day, on a Saturday afternoon, two young Christian brothers came to pray with me. It was exactly what I had needed. Although at the time I was not even able to stand up, I felt power enter into me as the brothers prayed — I stood up and began to join them in prayer. After the brothers left, I felt that I would be able to walk as well and I began to do so.

While all this was happening, my father was not in the house, but outside in the garden. Convinced that God had touched me, I spoke to my brothers and said, “Guys, I heard Dad say that he was going to take me to the witch doctor’s house, but I’m not going to go.” While I was speaking, my father had walked in behind me and had heard what I had just said. He was filled with hatred and was very angry at me because I had rejected his advice and refused to go to the witch doctor. “Go ahead and die, then!” he told me. “I’ll bury you.” My father abandoned me completely at that point, but God would prove His love for me, just as Psalm 27 promises: “Though my father and mother forsake me, the LORD will take me in.”

The devil is persistent, though. Although I was convinced that I had received divine healing the day the brothers came and prayed for me, it took me four more months to live fully into the healing that had been given to me. During this time, my father had nothing to do with me, but I went through this for the Gospel’s sake. I went through some really hard times, but finally, after six months, I was back to full health. During this time, I was asking God for only one thing, that He would heal me so that my father might know that only God, and not the witch doctor, possesses the power to heal.

The Bible says to “delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.” The Lord heard my heart’s prayer. When my father realized that I had truly been healed, he accepted Christ into his life and has walked with Him ever since. Today, he serves as a deacon in the same church where I first accepted the Lord. Hallelujah! Christ healed me and delivered me from death! I want to serve Him forever.

A couple of years after this happened, I dreamt that I was in a medical clinic where a lady was consulting the sick. When the lady got to me, she would not consult me. I asked her why she wouldn’t see me, she simply handed me a shrub and said, “This is a tree shoot. If you plant this, it will become a great tree. We will take from it to decorate the corners of the temple.” In the dream, I saw myself planting this tree as a tremendous rain began to fall.

When I awoke, I knew for certain that God was calling me to ministry within the church. That was in 2000. In 2004, at the Centre de Formation Chrétienne church in Petite-Anse (pastored by Pritchard Adams, who is also the head of the Covenant of Grace Bible Institute), God spoke to my heart, bringing to my remembrance the dream that I had had. I was no longer able to resist the Lord’s calling — I signed up for Bible school and spent the next four years being trained for ministry.

After graduating from Bible school, I began teaching an adult Sunday School class at the church, serving as the youth pastor. A year and a half later, with God’s help and with the support of Pastor Adams, I was sent out to pastor the church’s third church plant in a neighborhood called Sainte-Philomène. The church is called the Centre de Formation Chrétienne (after its predecessor). May God, the Lord Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit receive glory from it.

In addition to my role as pastor of the new church, I also became a professor at the Bible school. Recently, I also launched a school for the children of Sainte-Philomène, called the John Knox Christian Institute. God is at work here, with both the church and the school experiencing growth. To God be the glory!