I grew up firmly believing that there were two kinds of people in this world. There were those who worked hard, appeared to be well grounded in their values, and lived a regular, normal life. There were also others among us that also worked hard, and even looked and seemed like regular, normal folk for the most part. However, they willingly and voluntarily went to church once a week, prayed to, knelt before, and even sang special songs about ‘their’ God!
I asked myself, 'What was wrong with them that they acted like that?' I definitely needed to be wary of them.
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Der elfjährige Felix stirbt bei einem Treppensturz. Seine Mutter, die alleinerziehende Daniela bricht völlig zusammen.Kurz darauf wird ihr Nachbar wegen Totschlags an ihrem Sohn verhaftet. Doch sie weiß, dass er es niemals gewesen sein kann. Für sie ist schnell klar, dass die angeblichen Zeugen, die ihn bei der Tat beobachtet haben wollen, lügen.…
One morning while I was running errands up town, the heavens literally opened up before my very eyes and I saw and felt a vision of God’s tremendous glory. My life would never be the same again.
Throughout my life, God has spoken His Word directly to me with His voice and opened my eyes to His visions. This is story of my journey and the incidents which shaped my life.