About Me
Ella Cruz
Author, and Speaker
Until mid-October 2016, I lived a known normality like many of us. Having two Bachelor’s which I studied simultaneously (Politics and Literature), a Master’s degree in Media Communications, and speaking four languages, I was involved in digital media and communication industry. As a communications director and event manager, my ordinary clients were real states, companies, architects, and designers. Therefore, events, dinners, outdoors, inaugurations, and traveling were my life. My routine was busy, busy, really busy, and spending time with groups of people.
I believed in God in my entire life. The one and holy God. I tried to follow human morals and not to lie, cheat, steal, hurt anyone, or anything at my best. I did not have a jealous or covetous heart against anybody’s well-being. Raised with solid principles of a hardworking, and very loving father and mother, I expected to be perfect but as long as I didn’t hurt anyone, I had my transgressions too.
In my 15s, and before my father taught me a life lesson; I became a communist but after that, I never persuaded that stupidity. To make it short, I have tasted all fruits of an earthy life.
During my college years I took many courses in Neuro-linguistic programming aka NLP and perhaps that significantly helped me in fulfilling many tasks simultaneously.
Since 2003, I was heavily engaged in studying self-improvement topics and following Jose Silva’s method and studying popular names like Paramahansa Yogananda, Deepak Chopra, Dalai Lama, Michael Beckwith, Penney Peirce, and many more. In the early phases, due to my background in NLP, I escalated the steps of meditation and truly believed in the power of human mind, the universe, frequency, quantum physics, and so on. I’ve surpassed high-level phases transcendental meditation. I was one of the fastest and best.
“You can achieve what you want by your might” this is all that transcendental meditation teaches, and you can, by connecting yourself to “a power” which is not God. Believing in the universe as a source of power is as ridiculous as eating a delicious meal and not believing that somebody has cooked it. Or even worse: believing in the universe is as unfortunate as thinking that an accident in the publishing house could cause words to mysteriously come together in a meaningful order and create a dictionary.
In Oct 2016, an embarrassing political scandal took me to an ugly place I had never known before. I was exposed to child abuse scenes of Satanic cults that blew my mind, and I found myself in the early stage of shock. Three days and nights with little drinking or eating was just a beginning. I forgot to be alive, sleep or food; I was digging and drilling into the mud and became really ill. Exhausted and consumed after three days, I crawled into my bed with swelling eyes, and pain radiating all across my head. I could no longer hold the heartbreak. However, no sleep and another three days passed staring at the ceiling and reviewing the images I had been exposed to— no food, no water, no bathroom, and no sleep my grief was poring out in gut-wrenching sobs that tore through my chest. I was in a deep shock, and tears streaming down my face in silence. That accident shook every fiber of my being.
After the sixth night, a heavy cloud dragged me in, and I met My Lord.
I never believed in Jesus, Moses, or any other ancient figure. For me, they were all fictitious inventions of man. But the moment I met Jesus, I shouted: Oh My Jesus! and ran to His bosom! I knew who He was.
I perfectly knew He was Jesus. The authority and truth was so dominating there was no question about it. My soul and spirit knew Him. His body was a body of light. Such light I have never experienced in my life. A very different kind of light but you could see His beautiful face through that light and you could feel His body. You could pass through it but at the same time hold Him. His eyes are the most beautiful eyes incomparable to anything. There are no words to describe the immerse love I was floating in. Our communication was heart-to-heart; no spoken words were exchanged. When I held him, I was melted in ecstasy, peace, and so much love unimaginable in natural life. I don’t want to go through what I saw and what He told me. It is too personal but He put two things in my hands, kept my hands in His, looked at me, and pressed on them. Then finally, I slept after six days. When I woke up, at first, I had no memory of His visit. I stood up and felt an extreme pain in both my palms, and when I looked at them, they were marked black like the trace of a nail. That was it. That was the moment that my life changed forever. Looking at my livid palms, I remembered everything, and I kneeled and gave my life to Christ.
My hands were sore and black for two weeks.
But this was only the beginning of my Journey of Salvation because I still didn’t know anything. The Lord comes to visit you, and by receiving Him, the entrance into the kingdom of God is open, but we enter like a babe. The Holy Spirit comes in and takes care of our flaws, and transforms us. Mark 4:28 says: The earth produces by itself, first the blade, then the ear, then the whole grain. From where I started, it was a long way to go.
Jesus asked me to do things that I did. My social life drastically changed. I didn’t enjoy entertaining my routine life. Until a year later, in October 2017, I had many direct encounters with the Lord through visions and dreams. I insist on telling you that before I met God for the first time, I was a happy and healthy person with no disease, problem, or lack to cling to God just to get rid of pests. God’s grace and unconditional love found me. Isaiah 65:1 says: “I am sought of them that asked me not; I am found of them that sought me not.” This is the degree of His love for us. He loved us before we love Him.
One year later, in October 2017, I died in a medical negligence and was declared dead for 12 minutes. I had an intense encounter with God in those 12 minutes. There is no concept of time in heaven as it is on earth. God is the beginning and the end. He knows the end from the beginning. He knew us before we are conceived in our mother’s womb, . Those of you who had this experience know how the heaven looks like. This experience was even greater than the blue bruises on my hands in my first encounter because this time, I saw Jesus Christ standing at the right hand the Father. Those who believe you cannot see the Father or you will die are right if you see the Father in the flesh but in the spirit, you can and I did. The Father had such radiating authority that I could only fall face down and mortified. Jesus came and hugged me again and pointed to a valley surrounded by mountains, then put his right hand across my head, vertically toward my forehead, and talked to me eye to eye before asking me to return and accomplish my mission in the world. I remember how devastated I was, crying and asking him to let me stay. I was looking at my body and I had no business to return into it. and He, in His solemn grandeur, pointed to the stairs down to earth, assuring me that all would be ok. I went back crying, always looking behind to see if He would change His mind. I walked as I had no free will to return to Him. I put my feet on the steps and couldn’t see Him anymore. At one point, when I was stepping down those stairs, I looked down and noticed those firm steps, which felt like a hard floor, were white clouds.
Yet I didn’t have any idea what was my mission in that valley. I began studying the Bible harder and harder, watching clips and reading books. I started to work on my faith and amplify it. Now I almost knew the entire history of Pentecostalism, Evangelism, and Catholicism. Before being a Christian, I was convinced that Catholicism means Christianity and vice-versa and that the Roman Church is the head of Christianity which is not true as Jesus is the head of the church. They are the head of the Roman establishment and nothing more, but non-Christians, do not know this. I noticed how the establishment church created a hierarchy and limited the power to themselves by presenting a wrong impression about Christianity. They actually made a scary picture that served them to build religion.
Religion and religiosity were never God’s intention. This is the history of the Pharisees repeated, which is what Jesus rejected. Luther was a man who stood up against this dogma, advocating that people are justified by faith, not by the forgiveness of the papacy. We must remember that the only mediator between humankind and the Father is our King Jesus Christ. Through Him and the key to the gospel, heaven is opened to us, not through any human institution or claim to authority. Let us never forget that the power of forgiveness belongs to the Lord alone. I want to emphasize that I am talking about the Roman Church, not my Catholic brothers and sisters.
The result of my endless hunger for God and studying His word and stretching my faith to build a relationship finally brought fruit. On October 15, 2018, after two entire years of my entrance into the kingdom of God and non-stop efforts to enhance my faith, I was rewarded by being under the glory for four hours, and this magnificent gift of God repeated for the next two days. I was in the presence of the Holy Spirit on Oct 15, 16, and 17, each day, for about four hours, speaking in tongues.
How can I express what it feels like to be in the glory? It is the outpouring of the Holy Spirit and the presence of God. It is His fingerprint on our lives. It is a tangible experience because He LOVES revealing Himself to us and even those who have not asked for Him. It is His presence; a revelation of grace.
When the fire of God hits, it imprints messages on our souls that transform our lives. Some can’t move, and some feel hyper-vibrated. I personally couldn’t move, and it was so consuming that each day, after the glory, I was almost drained and exhausted. My eyes were burning and swelling like after a long cry; my head was spinning. My body was like after lifting heavy weights, but my heart was ecstatic stroked by a heavy cloud. It is pleasant, ultra-relaxing, but very very consuming.
In 1995, on Father’s day in Brownsville, the presence of the Holy Spirit hit the Assembly of God in Pensacola, known as the Brownsville Revival. When Evangelist Steve Hill was preaching about holiness and praying for the Holy Spirit to fill the place, (Pastor John Kilpatrick was praying for two and half a year and it didn’t happen), suddenly the fire of God hit the church. Pastor John Kilpatrick was struck by the fire of God and fell on the floor and it was caught on camera. The Fire hit his fore leg and he he brutally flew and fell on his shoulders. He was under the glory for 4 hours, and all . He couldn’t move, but as he explained later in an interview, all his senses were working. He could hear and understand but couldn’t move, and when he finally could stand up, which was hours later, he said he was totally drained. That was exactly what happened to me. The revival in Pensacola was a supernatural phenomenon that lasted four and a half years until Christmas 2000 and changed the lives of 4 and a half million people. That was the last revival before 2016, the new revival season, which has already started as God promised. A season when the preachers and evangelists who will rise among the nation will not be our traditional preachers but people whom you would never imagine to walk in faith someday.
Being in the glory made my life upside down. As I said, my encounter with the Lord in Oct 2016 was just an entrance. I was saved, that’s for sure; I was forgiven, my life was significantly changed, my desires were changed, and my social life was transformed as I eliminated what was not in line with my faith, but the general scope of my life was not so clear for myself before the glory. I had to pass through furnace and fire to understand better.
After these three holy days, I knew I would live only to serve the Lord. I resigned from my job and tried to focus to serve the Lord at my best. I thought it might be writing a new book or translating the material that already exists to other languages to make them available to many nations, but I was determined to find my destiny. My destiny could be only and only what God desired for me to do. I thought of everything except preaching the Gospel. That was never on my plate as I didn’t have a church-life background. Honestly, I had not seen a church from inside, before 2016.
When God chooses you and you have achieved a certain level in the hierarchy of faith and passed His trust verification, He is always working in your life. He may lead you into one storm after another before blessing you again, and this pattern may continue for some time. Sometimes, it may even last for a whole season. God doesn’t have a time limit, and He may not consider your health or financial situation. He may push you into activating your faith through trials and circumstances that seem beyond your limits. However, while a great blessing is on the horizon, He is molding you into perfection, like a little pearl. He needs you to be mighty and capable because He has a mission for you. He could fix your situation in the blink of an eye, but He wants you to develop your faith and mature in it, so you are ready to fulfill His purpose.
The good news is that when God is finished with His work in your life, He will restore your time and resources as if nothing had ever happened. Remember the story of Job. So, if you are going through a lot, just trust in Him. One day, when we stand before Him, and the crowns are presented, you won’t want to miss out on your rewards because you were too busy comparing your blessings with those of others. Don’t expect an immediate reward just because God is leading you through a desert. Jesus had His wilderness time, and we will have ours too. Just reach out to Him, profess your praise, and renew your commitment to Him, despite the circumstances. Wait for God to accomplish His plan through you, and you will see that it will be greater than anything you could imagine. He is the God of abundance, and His thoughts are higher than yours. The bigger the burden you carry, the greater your mission will be, and God is pruning you for your moment.
From October 2018 until 2021, I went through what felt like hell on earth. Everything that could happen to an individual seemed to happen to me all at once. However, I endured because of His sufficient grace. There were times when I thought I might not be strong enough, but God’s joyful presence surpassed my limitations. On January 20, 2019, God called my name. Despite being on a rollercoaster of difficulties, I kept my covenant with Him, and He saw my faithfulness. He told me that I would go out and preach the Gospel to the nations.
I was shocked! I had never preached before. Who was I to preach? Many preachers had spent their whole lives in churches, with entire families and generations dedicated to preaching. However, I thank God that when He calls you, He also anoints you, puts His word in your mouth, and covers it with His hand.
On February 20, 2019, just a month later, God woke me up early in the morning and called me by name. Once again, the Holy Spirit touched me. It was at that moment that the Holy Spirit spoke to me, saying, “It’s time. You will preach the Gospel, heal the sick, and cast out demons. You will build a church in the place that God had shown you before, after the accident, in the valley that you saw in heaven. But for now, start with Isaiah 60.”
I dove into Isaiah 60, one of the most beautiful and inspirational verses of the Bible. I felt humbled and grateful that God would consider me worthy to receive such a victorious message.
Through my journey, I realized that I needed to build a church with gates that are open 24/7, and I felt led to name it “Salvation and Praise.” However, I had no idea where to build it, and I was still enduring a series of trials from God as He worked on my faith. So, when the Holy Spirit prompted me to start an online church, I trusted Him and obeyed. This online church would be open 24/7, fulfilling God’s request, and bringing people from all over the world, just as Isaiah 60 describes. It would also serve as a platform to connect with other ministries until the day that God reveals where and how I should plant my physical church.
During this period, I have learned the importance of waiting on God. Patience is the perseverance of faith. It reminds me of when Jesus blessed his disciples with two fishes and five loaves of bread and immediately asked them to depart for Capernaum. However, as soon as the storm hit the boat, the disciples, despite having just witnessed the miracle of the fish and bread, surrendered to fear. Fear is always the opposite of faith and is a tool of Satan, while faith opens the toolkit of God. Jesus blessed them once again by allowing them to witness one of the greatest miracles – walking on water. It’s important to remember that in any situation, God is in control of our boat.
I am actively seeking Spirit-filled individuals to join me in building an international community and advancing the work of God. In today’s digital age, ministries can use the internet to broaden their outreach and opportunities for ministry, whether as a parachurch organization collaborating with churches to reach communities or as an individual seeking to make an impact. If you share this vision, please feel free to contact me so we can exchange ideas and organize events. We moved to Europe and our current location is the Ligurian Sea, but our mission is to reach all English-speaking brothers and sisters and expats around the world to build an international faith community.
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