cracking
Recently (well, it’s been a while ago I’ve to admit, it was at the end of last year) I visited friends in Dresden, East Germany:
On thursdays they have there regular “fire meeting�. I take time to visit it almost everytime I am in Dresden. They meet to have some fun, food, juice, prayer, hearing God, watching revival videos, blessing each other, talking and so on.
Anyway, on the thursday I am talking about we had a silent time where we wanted to hear from God. Suddenly a plastic bottle was cracking really loud. I thought by myself: “A plastic bottle… well, they do crack from times to times.� And suddenly there was this impression in me. God said: “No, that was with purpose!� And then I thought: “Sure….! I’ll better go back concentrating on God and hearing His voice.� Again my Daddies voice: “No, that was really with purpose. I did that, your Daddy. I wanted to show you that I am not a ‘genie in a bottle’. And because I am not such a thing, your aren’t a ‘bottle’ (in Germany we use the term bottle for a ‘twerp’ or ‘twit’, well simply an idiot). Cause I live in you and because of that you can’t be an idiot!�
Super! Thanks heavenly Daddy! That was very funny and encouraging! Even though I didn’t feel that bad at that time, it still was encouraging for the rest of the group and maybe for some readers of this post as well.
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