World conference 2016 morris cerullo biography

As a Christian born in an Orthodox Jewish home, I feel the pull of two cultures during the holiday season.

As Christmas approaches, I celebrate the Advent of Jesus of Nazareth, the long-awaited Messiah. As Hanukkah nears, I feel a special burden for my Jewish brothers and sisters.

Many of my formative years were spent in the Daughters of Miriam Jewish orphanage in Clifton, New Jersey, where my education was rooted in Jewish traditions and practices. I retained my sense of heritage after accepting Christ. I have a passion for the Jews and have prayed continually in the past 70 years for God to empower me to reach Jews around the world with the good news of Jesus Christ.

The older I grow, the more determined I am to revel in my Jewish heritage, and the more convinced I am that God intended for me to have a ministry to the Jewish people. I have traveled to Israel annually for more than 50 years and ministered to the Jewish people through conferences, mailings, correspondence courses, radio shows, TV specials and even a prime-time movie. All with the intention of winning them to Christ.

As much as the Jews in Israel will always be on my heart, most of the world’s Jews live outside Israel. In fact, there are about as many Jews living in the U.S. as in Israel. The two nations together comprise more than 12 million of the world’s 14 million Jews. So I have never lost sight of the need to reach the millions of Jews living outside Israel’s borders as well.

My love for the Jewish people and Israel is not unique among Christians in this country. As Christians, and as Americans, we all have a special relationship with Israel and the Jewish people. Israel is our older sibling; we are her younger sister.

In a larger sense, Israel represents those who are chosen by God but who have not yet accepted the truth—those who will eventually accept Christ as their Savior and who will become His servants.

The Jews are still God’s chosen peop

The place: I will forever remember as though we were standing there now as you read these words…

The walking bridge connecting the student parking lot to the bustling campus of Oral Roberts University, where the grandiose buildings and space age architecture were a daily reminder to the thousands of us students of Dr Oral Roberts charge to “Make no small plans here”.

The time: Twenty five years ago.

The experience: A life changing encounter that would set the course for my spiritual future in ways I would never have imagined when I woke up almost late for class that beautiful Spring morning in Tulsa…

With a mere six weeks remaining before graduation, and with a dream in my heart far bigger than myself, I was ready to go from this incredible place of preparation to be used by God to fulfill the Great Commission and reach our world for Christ.

Serving as a youth pastor in a local church, as a worship leader in another, carrying a 10 foot cross and sharing the gospel with whomever would listen across Tulsa, preaching on the streets, outside bars, leading evangelistic teams to Florida’s beaches during Spring break to witness to the masses of college students that swarm there from across the country — now coupled with my ORU experience, I was ready to spread my wings and take the next exciting step in God’s unfolding plan.

I drove my old car from the student apartments to campus, parked in the lot outside the Mabee Center and began my trek to class.

Done it hundreds of times.  Grab my books, slam the car door closed and begin my brisk walk with a spring in my step to be sure I get to the first class of the day on time.

Connecting the parking lot and the campus is a simple white cement walking bridge spanning across a creek that divides the lot from the ORU campus, a well traveled daily route…

But I was soon to find out that this day would be unlike any other.

As I set foot on the bridge, I encountered a tangi

NEW YORK — If you saw him walking around high and happy, you would perhaps have found it difficult to believe that for about eight months in 2016, international Pentecostal evangelist Morris Cerullo was bedridden and needed a wheelchair to move.

High on the 43rd floor of the New York Hilton Midtown Manhattan Hotel on Wednesday, however, Cerullo explained from his suite how vasculitis — a family of uncommon diseases that feature inflammation of the blood vessels with no known cause — left him unable to move independently until miraculously in October, God sent him healing.

"This is probably the greatest miracle I've ever seen in my life. You know I've seen thousands and thousands of people miraculously cured but nothing like this. I was given up by the doctors. I was paralyzed, they had me in a wheelchair for maybe seven, eight months this year," Cerullo declared.

"I had my whole leg here eaten away," he said, rolling up his pants on his right leg to display his now healthy foot.

"I have pictures. I showed them on TV of the whole of my leg in the red. Raw. Way down. Deep inside. ... I was bedfast. No doctor could help me. So, what I did? God gave me an incredible miracle, and so you can see brand new flesh," he said.

It was another notch for God in the narrative of miracles controversial and otherwise that have marked Cerullo's ministry.

And at 85 years old, Cerullo, who has been in ministry for 70 years, traveled the world, and has written more than 80 books about God's miraculous moves, isn't done just yet.

In his latest book, an autobiography called The Legend of Morris Cerullo: How God Used an Orphan to Change the Worldavailable for just $10 on his website over the

American televangelist (1931–2020)

Morris Cerullo (October 2, 1931 – July 10, 2020) was an American Pentecostalevangelist. He traveled extensively around the world for his ministry. He hosted Victory Today, a daily television program, and published more than 80 books.

Cerrullo bought the assets of Jim Bakker's PTL ministry in 1990 including The Inspiration Network cable television network. He was the subject of criticism for some of his fundraising efforts, and for claims made on television programmes, particularly in the UK, regarding his healing ministry.

Early life and family

Early life

Cerullo was born in Passaic, New Jersey, to an Italian father and a Russian Jewish mother. His mother committed suicide when he was very young and his father died of a stroke at age 62. He was raised in various orphanages, the last being an Orthodox Jewish orphanage in nearby Clifton, New Jersey. He converted to Christianity at age 14 with the guidance of a nurse in the Clifton orphanage. Soon after, Jewish orphanage directors restricted him from practicing certain matters of his new faith, so he ran away from the orphanage. He began preaching the gospel at the age of 16, after claiming to have seen a vision from God, in which he witnessed people sufferin