Sometime around his 16th birthday in San Francisco, California, Tony suddenly turned ill. The diagnosis was lyme disease possibly due to an infected tick. In a very short period of time, he ended up in a vegetative state. The doctors declared him braindead and will be in a persistent vegetative state from hereon. They said that he had only a short time to live, possibly weeks or months. In the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord, I did not believe it any of it. I refused to believe it...
Hello! My name is Istvan (Steven) Sakac and my son's name is Antal (Tony) Sakac. On March 21, 1991, I took him home from the hospital and took care of him was best I could while waiting for his time to come to an end. Thank God, it never did. Almost from the beginning, my wife and other kids wanted nothing to do with Tony. They treated him like he was already dead...like he wasn't even there. Even my friends at church, Christian brothers and sisters, did not care nor visit, instead they were saying that my son was already gone, that I should put him away and go back to work. There was one fanatic church group that did come one time every 11 months for a couple of years. Six people would come for 10 minutes. They would start jumping, screaming, laughing, hollering and falling down on the floor. That's how desperate I was to help Tony anyway I could. I got angry because I didn't understand how they were praying. And my loving son Tony was very ill, not being able to breath good. Everything was turning upside down. Angry and exhausted that I sat down in a chair to take a nap for ten minutes. Then I heard a voice talk to me loud, soft and slow. The voice told me, there is a reason my Father has given you a whole body, two feet, two arms, eyes, ears, a mouth, and everything else. Go out and ask for help in my Father's name and your son, Tony, will recover, as though he had never been sick. He will walk again, like before. Then I opened my eyes and heard the same voice over and over again, non-stop all day.
This voice continued on through the evening. It was so persistent that I got angry. I went for a walk over to a local Walgreens and there was a nice spanish lady I call Mama because I always forget her name. I said to her, Please, Mama, sit down in a chair because I'd like to explain something. She sat down. I explained what the voice was telling me. As soon as I finished talking, she jumped up from her chair, put both of her hands on her elbows and then with her right hand, she pointed up to the ceiling and started weeping and screaming, all with a happy smile. A lot of people ran over to see what had happened. Then she told me, It was Jesus who spoke to you, because Jesus did not want to wait for his Father to work. Instead, Jesus wanted you to go out and ask for His Father's help and then His Father will send help to you. Then you will be able to do more for your son. Then he will walk again, as though he had never been sick.
As soon as she told me the good news that this was Jesus talking to me, the voices suddenly stopped. I went home and began to do more for my loving son, Tony. I went over to the Christian bookstore and bought a book on the Holy Mary. I organized myself to go out on the street to do fundraising. And from those funds, I got my son an acupuncture therapist, a chiropractor and a massage therapist and began to help heal my son, Tony. I exercise him in bed and started to give him real food that comes from Our Lord, and not the food the doctors give him. My son has improve quickly. Every night when I finished my work with my son, I would begin to talk to the Holy Mary and ask her, Please talk to your Son, Jesus. Ask him to watch my son, Tony, so that nothing happens to him while I sleep. I would talk for hours to Mary. Then I put the Holy Mary next to my son, Tony and he would hold the Holy Mary and sleep. Then I'm feel good, like Jesus was here watching Tony and me. The next day, Tony gets better and improving slowly but surely.
My son, Tony, likes to visit different churches. As soon as we are in church for 5 or 10 minutes, my son would suddenly become much more alert and insists on standing up. I stand him up and he stands for 30 minutes then relaxes. Then he picks up his head and takes steps with my help. He likes to walk in the services. If the church says Jesus or sings Jesus or if the priest or pastor says Jesus, this excites Tony and he tries to walk more aggressively. He pushes and makes a lot of sounds because Jesus makes him so happy. If he is taking good steps, I tell Tony that Jesus is there in the church, watching his good work. Then Tony gets more excited, stands up straight and smiles because he is so happy that Jesus is watching him walk. Then I say that I only move my feet and arms and whole body for Jesus, and that I only walk for Jesus and for nobody else. This makes Tony a lot happier and he walks for Jesus. When the church service is finished and I want to put him back into his chair, he doesn't want to go back into the chair.
I'm too happy when I visit different churches because I want people to be able to see that God and Jesus are real I can prove it to everyone. Many people, their families and their children, do not believe that God and Jesus are real. Because they ran to the Supreme Court, there are no more prayers in schools. And they want to take "In God We Trust" off of our currency because when they have a problem, they do not seek help from God and Jesus, but instead they go to a bar and drink, or smoke, or use marijuana and other drugs. They do no confide in others why they have a problem. But I can prove that God and Jesus are real, because the voice told me "Go out and ask for help in my Father's name and your son will walk like before, like he was never sick. He will walk again." I learned for myself that God didn't want me to wait for His work. He wanted me to do it. I'm doing this work for God and for His precious Son, Jesus. God wanted me to bathe Tony, dress him up and feed him. I must stand up my loving son, Tony, for God, for Jesus, and for those healing him. Because God and Jesus are there healing Tony, he walks again. I have a lot of videos of my loving son from when he was very ill, even worse than Terri Schiavo in Florida. But now my son takes steps. This is because I'm doing my work for God, and Jesus makes him walk because I believed the voice saying "Go out and ask for help in my Father's name and your son will walk again, like before, like he had never been sick." And now on my web site, you can see my son trying to talk.
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My son Tony receives very little from the State and he has many medical expenses not covered by Medicaid. Some of the medical supplies are paid for by Medicaid but a lot are not.
I want to get my son a special ed teacher, a physical therapist and a body massage therapist which is not covered by Medicaid. He needs therapy to get his blood circulating and it calms him down.
My son needs new leg braces and a custom made orthopedic shoes (cost $7000.00!). This is not covered by Medicaid because his diagnosed as brain dead. The only reason my son improved over time is because of the therapy and assistance that we've been providing. He's now starting to take baby steps. More impotantly, my son is alive!
We are living in a hotel. But we're being forced to move into an apartment which means utility bills, internet and phone, plus car insurance. All these expenses are high. We need help with our bills.
Please send any help anyway you can.
5325 E. Tropicana Avenue
Las Vegas, NV 89122