[Amazing Healing Testimony] 💞 Complete Disappearance of Tens of Thousands of Cancer Cells Spread to the Bones and Organs!✨

✨Complete Disappearance of Tens of Thousands of

Cancer Cells Spread to the Bones and Organs:

The Restoration of a Holy Family Achieved by Renouncing 20 Years of

Shamanistic Practices and Returning to the Catholic Faith! 🎉

I give thanks to the Lord and to Our Lady of Naju for allowing me to stand here today. My name is Lucia Hwang from Cheongju, South Korea. I was a Protestant in name only. When I was young, I suffered a very deep wound. My parents divorced, and I was raised by my stepmother. Because of this, I went through great hardship and indescribable inner conflict. I grew to resent my parents and spent those years asking myself, “Why do I have to live such a life?" 

After I got married, my mother-in-law was someone who performed shamanistic rituals not just once or twice, but very frequently.  

She would even say, “You can go to church only after I am dead and buried.” Because of this, I could no longer attend even the Protestant church I had been going to. Although I did not want to take part in those shamanistic practices, I felt that, for the sake of peace in the family, I had no choice but to go along with them.

It was truly a wrong way of thinking. So, for 20 years, I followed my mother-in-law and took part in those practices. During that time, although she earnestly prayed for blessings, not a single blessing came. Instead, my husband’s major businesses failed twice, and we lost everything—even our home—and were left with nothing, almost out on the streets.

In order to survive, I worked hard and faithfully went to my job to earn money. It was very difficult. There were conflicts with my husband, struggles over money, tensions with my in-laws, and inner conflict over the shamanistic practices. In the midst of all this, I became utterly exhausted, and my resentment, anger, hatred, and bitterness grew very strong. I also harbored deep resentment toward my own father and mother.

 Then, in 2005, I began to feel a lump in my breast. When I went to a hospital in Cheongju for an examination, they told me I should go to a larger hospital as soon as possible. So I went to a major hospital, where I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

But at that time, I was still full of pride. I thought, “It’s only breast cancer—if I have surgery, I’ll be fine.” There were two large lumps, each about 2.5 centimeters, yet I said to myself, “With such advanced modern medicine, can’t this be cured? If I have surgery, I’ll recover right away.” I was filled with such arrogance.

However, the problem was that the hospital did not proceed with surgery right away. Instead, they told me about a test called a PET/CT scan. It is an imaging test that shows, from head to toe, how far cancer has spread throughout the entire body. I had that scan taken on May 5. At that time, I did not have much pain anywhere else in my body.

So, with that prideful thinking, I said to myself, “Since it’s only in my breast, I just need surgery. Where else could it have spread?” And with that mindset, I went back to the hospital on May 12. But that was not the case at all. On the PET/CT scan, from my neck down to my chest and sternum, there were tens of thousands of cancers densely spread.

At that moment, I could see nothing ahead of me. As I recalled how arrogant I had been even after being diagnosed with breast cancer, I thought to myself, “This is it. I am going to die. It’s over—this is a death sentence.” The doctor told me, “It is too late for surgery. We cannot even operate. In your condition, the only option is chemotherapy, and for the remaining cancer in the bones that does not disappear, radiation therapy. Other than that, there is no treatment. We don’t even know whether it can be cured. It is very serious.” Then, that very day, the doctor immediately gave me a chemotherapy injection. Once I received it, I could hardly remain conscious. I had a very high fever, was vomiting, and there was not a single part of my body that did not ache.

In fact, after I got married, I disliked those shamanistic practices so much that I tried to go to the Catholic Church and was baptized about ten years ago. However, after receiving baptism, I did not continue going to church. I became a lapsed Catholic and continued to take part in many of those shamanistic practices with my mother-in-law. At that time, my older sister, who was a Catholic, told me that she had heard about Our Lady of Naju.

I don’t know if she is here with us today, but there is a woman named Maria who was healed of cancer in Naju. She, along with my older sister, told me that if I prayed to the Blessed Mother who shed tears of blood in Naju, I would surely be healed. It was she who led me to the Blessed Mother of Naju.

At that time, I had only been a few days since receiving the chemotherapy injection, so I could not even properly open my eyes. It was May 16 of last year. I heard that there would be a prayer meeting in Naju, so I was led here by my sister. At that time, here in this place, Mama Julia offered prayers. While she was praying, I was in such pain that I was lying there like a corpse, and my sister prayed in tears. After that, we went back home.

In fact, I had thought that all this time I had been very devoted to my family, but when I went back home, I realized that wasn’t the case. While I was lying at home after receiving chemotherapy injections, the very first thing I heard was my children saying, “Mom, we’re back from school.” Since I had been working every day to earn money, I heard those words for the very first time after raising my three children for 21 years. During that time, I received one more round of chemotherapy. Then, when I heard that there would be a big event—the 20th anniversary of the Blessed Mother of Naju’s first tears on June 30—I came here with my sister around this time last year.

Of course, because I had undergone chemotherapy, I had no hair at all. Now my hair has grown back, but at that time I had none, so I wore a hat and stayed over there in the yard. It was then that my heart opened. Before that, I hadn’t realized it, but my heart had been aching. It felt like I had run away from home and then returned, and my mother was welcoming me back. I felt such deep peace and happiness.

That day, I didn’t really know how to pray, but I did not pray to be saved. Instead, I prayed like this: I don’t know how long I will live—whether it be one day, ten days, or one month—but until the day I die, please allow me to do my best for my children and for my parents. And for my husband, whom I had not treated with enough affection and love, I prayed that I might live the rest of my days doing my very best until the end.

After that, I went home and asked my husband for forgiveness, confessing that I had hated and resented him all this time. We reconciled. I also sought reconciliation with my father, who had deeply hurt me, and I begged his forgiveness, admitting that I had been wrong. After finishing the prayers on June 30 last year and returning home, my husband said that I had come back like a completely different person. He asked me, “Where have you been to change like this?”

Even though I did not have much time left to live, my face was filled with such deep peace that all my family members were astonished. And they could not help but love me all the more.

During those two months, I received chemotherapy three times. But the doctor said, “Even if you receive the chemotherapy twelve times, this cancer will not disappear.” In most cases, people die while undergoing treatment. They say it is the chemotherapy injections that cause death—because the white blood cells are completely depleted.

The doctor said, “let’s continue the treatment, monitor the results, and then decide on the next course of action.” So they took another scan. The results came out on July 4, and my whole family had gathered as we checked the images together. These days, everything is done on the computer, but the doctor kept searching for a different name, as if mine had been changed. My name is Sun-hee Hwang. “Are you sure the name hasn’t been changed?” he asked, even calling in a nurse as he kept looking. Then I saw it with my own eyes— The large tumors in my bones, the two big ones in my chest, and the tens of thousands of cancerous growths that filled my body from my neck down to my sternum… had all completely disappeared.

To be honest, even when I heard that such things had happened to others, I did not believe them. Because modern medicine is so advanced, I trusted in medicine and did not believe in the Blessed Mother or Jesus at all. Yet the Blessed Mother of Naju loved me so much—despite the fact that I had been away from the Church for so long, living in sin, filled with hatred and resentment, and even engaging in shamanistic practices.

I thought that I had repented of all my sins, so I came to express my gratitude to Mama Julia with a heart full of thanksgiving. When she received the call that I was coming, she personally came out to welcome me. I was deeply shocked, because she was suffering in my place—her abdomen was swollen as large as a mountain. She was making reparation for the sin of abortion on my behalf.

It is something shameful to say, but I had even committed abortion. I could never have imagined that Mama Julia would suffer that pain in my place, and I had even forgotten that it was a sin. That day, through the Blessed Mother of Naju, I came to repent once again, realizing how grave the sin of abortion truly is.

I had gone all the way to the brink of death, and now it has been one year. I was healed right here in this very place, but I never even dreamed that I would be standing here a year later to give this testimony. Do I look like someone who was sick? I am very healthy now. In the past, I used to think, “Why did I get cancer?” But now, I see even having had cancer as a blessing.

If I had not been struck with such a serious illness, I would never have come to Naju. I would have just stayed at home, trying to make money and live well—continuing to hate, resent, and refuse to forgive. But once I was struck with a deadly illness, what happened? I am now standing here before you, am I not?

So now, my life is completely the opposite of what it was a year ago—completely turned around. All I have to do is choose only what God loves, what the Lord desires, and what the Blessed Mother of Naju loves. In the past, I chose only the things that God, the Lord, and the Blessed Mother of Naju dislike, but now I choose only what they love. And to the Blessed Mother of Naju, who has protected me to the very end, never abandoned me, led me with love, and healed me—I will love you to the end.

I offer my deepest gratitude to Mama Julia, who awakened a new life within me and willingly received so much suffering in my place. Lastly, I thank Our Lady of Naju, who led me to this place. And to all the brothers and sisters who have come here today—You would not have come here without a reason. Some of you may be ill. Believe, I beg you. Cry out in supplication. To me, true repentance means praying as if you are pouring out your very lifeblood, repenting with tears, and pleading for the forgiveness of your sins. I was like that last year. Today, may all of you also receive healing. Amen. Thank you!

June 30, 2006
Lucia Hwang, Sun-hee

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