No Hungry Hearts Here

In the months to follow, we followed Father DiOrio all over the northeast. We arrived in droves bringing caravans of sick and needy children and adults to his services. Miraculously, many were healed, touched and saved. Through prayer, Jesus’ healing … Continue Reading

As I watched his every move something occurred to me. It was almost as if Dad were invisible and I was the only one who could see him. Nobody seemed concerned that he was probing around these “unofficial, off-limits” areas. … Continue Reading

Throughout the service, my dad took it all in and didn’t say a word or move an inch. That was until the woman seated next to him fell over and practically landed across his feet! The crazy thing was that … Continue Reading

Between the rapture of charismatic worship and the humanity of Father DiOrio, we were surprised to learn how much time had gone by. We had remained at the service for over 8 hours!

It was easy to do. This was … Continue Reading

Throughout the service, Jesus was adored, revered and thanked. People were being healed throughout the church without anyone touching them except the Lord Himself – it was spectacular! As this healing took place all around us, we knew it to … Continue Reading

As we continued into the cathedral and located our seats a fully equipped band complete with three singers and choir captured our senses with a rapture of charismatic songs. It wasn’t long before all of the seats in the cathedral … Continue Reading

When my birthday arrived, we all traveled to Connecticut very early in the morning. We were told to get there with plenty of time to spare as there would be a long waiting line even if we had tickets. Besides … Continue Reading

Dr Bob followed up on his invitation and graciously mailed me four tickets to attend a Healing Service at a Catholic church in Danbury, Connecticut. Father D’Orio, the Priest with the Gift of Healing, would be conducting the service.

Interestingly … Continue Reading

Embracing the offer to pray with them, I joined in their family prayer led by Rochelle’s husband, Dr. Bob. We all gathered around Rochelle and held hands. With our eyes closed, Dr. Bob began to pray.  He spoke with such … Continue Reading

During that same visit to Rochelle, I sensed an overwhelming desire to pray for her. Only I didn’t know how to pray or how to even breach the subject. Even though I was apprehensive due to my “spiritual inexperience,” I … Continue Reading