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The Angel Gospel Choir – Der Engel Gospel Chor

I recently had the spontaneous idea to leave my train to work a station earlier to add some walking to my strength workout I had in the gym a few minutes beforehand. I also wanted to spend time praising God for a few minutes. The day before I had a rather nasty experience with some attempts off someone to be very controlling towards me and to my surprise, that person even manifested a religious spirit. This had left me quite shaken and I just needed some quality time with Daddy God.

Papa God, Jesus and Holy Spirit is just awesome! (Yes, “is” is not a grammar error in this case.)

I had just left the train, started praying in tongues and hummed along to the songs from the Bethel Loft Sessions CD in my ears, when I suddenly had what I can only describe as an open vision. I saw a group of angels and they joined my worship. It is hard to describe how I saw this. But I’m not really worried about what people think about me, reading this. Well, let’s just say it moves me less and less. Haha.

It was a vision, but it happened on 3 levels. Parts of it I saw with my physical eyes, other parts I “saw” inside of me and part of the scenes were kind of described to me on my inside.

Those angels appeared to have dressed up as an old style American Gospel Choir. They were rocking away, dancing, clapping, toe tapping and shouting. It was all there. I was barely able to walk straight; I was laughing so much. And throughout all of that, the Father’s love was just flowing into me. This did me so well. It was very liberating and after the experience from the day before it was just like a healing touch and a time of regeneration.

I’m having a big grin on my face, whilst typing this up.

Maybe you want to leave a comment and share a funny experience you’ve had with God?

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Auf dem Weg zur Arbeit hatte ich kürzlich beschlossen auf dem Weg zur Arbeit einen Bahnhof früher auszusteigen um nach dem Fitnessstudio noch ein bisschen zu laufen und während dessen Gott zu loben. Den Tag zuvor hatte ich einiges erlebt bezüglich Kontrolle und die Manifestation eines religiösen Geistes durch eine Person, von der ich das nicht erwartet hatte. Hat mich etwas erschüttert und ich brauchte an diesem neuen Tag einfach Zeit mit Gott.

Papa, Jesus und Heiliger Geist ist der Hammer!

Ich bin kaum aus dem Zug raus und betete in Sprachen und summte zu den Liedern von Bethel Loft Sessions in meinem Ohr, als ich plötzlich eine Art offene Vision hatte. Ich sah eine Gruppe Engel wie sie sich meinem Lobpreis anschlossen. Man kann das hier schlecht beschreiben, aber es kümmert mich auch herzlich wenig, was man über mich denken könnte. Also, es kümmert mich immer weniger, lass mich das mal so sagen. Haha.

Es war eine Vision, aber sie ging auf 3 Ebenen ab. Ich sah Teile davon mit meinen offenen Augen, Teile davon „sah“ ich innerlich und ein Teil der Szene wurde irgendwie in mir beschrieben.

Die Engel hatten sich wie ein typischer amerikanischer Gospel Chor verkleidet und rockten ab. Tanzen, klatschen, stampfen und schreien. Alles dabei. Ich konnte mich kaum auf den Beinen halten vor Lachen. Und während dessen strömte Papas Liebe in mich hinein. Das tat mir so wohl. Es war so sehr befreiend. Nach meinem Erlebnis am Tag davor war das echt heilsam und Erholung pur.

Während ich dies in geschriebene Worte tippe, kommt mir wieder das große Grinsen.

Schreib doch mal im Kommentar ob du auch schon mal so was Lustiges mit Papa erlebt hast.


Papa God’s loving care in action

I recently went away on a trip to Germany to visit my lovely girlfriend Corrie. The flights I had booked with a known low-cost airline were going to leave Stansted Airport very early in the morning. Since I live in South Wales it is quite a trip to London Stansted and I wouldn’t have been able to travel there over night.

My initial plan was to stay at some friend’s house in Hammersmith. But on the day before the flight departure, I realised that Hammersmith is quite a distance away from Stansted Airport and staying with my friends over night wouldn’t have made much sense in terms of saving travel time. So I initially opted for spending the night at the airport, which I had done a few times in the past.

Later on that day I prayed over my decision and felt that Father didn’t want me to spend the night on the airport and felt to look for a reasonable priced Bed and Breakfast accommodation. I didn’t really think I would be able to find any on such short notice. It was meant to be for the evening of that same day.

But after only 2 to 3 minutes of looking I actually found a place very close to Stansted Airport. The reviews were mostly positive and the pictures looked promising. The price was very low for the area and my short notice booking. I gave them a call and reserved my single room and also booked transport from and to the airport for a very cheap fee.

I arrived at the airport after a long train journey and contacted the B&B to be picked up from there. A silver van collected a few other people and myself and drove us away for a few minutes. We stopped at a large 3 star country hotel site and I thought the driver would just let out the other guests and bring me to the B&B after. I was surprised to hear him tell me that this was meant to be my destination, too. He told me it was my lucky day and my booking had been upgraded.

Elated I entered the hotel and double checked the fee on the bill. It was the same and I was happy to provide payment details. I was given my room keys and it was actually an Executive Double Room. A bright and airy room with large windows, a nice big bed, a separate working space and a huge bath room you could have danced in. I was absolutely stunned and happy and just couldn’t stop thanking God for His wonderful provision. I felt treated like a king.

The next morning I woke up after a nice rest in a very comfortable bed. I later went to the restaurant for a quick, continental breakfast. As I sat down to have my food, I noticed huge wall painting on the opposite site of the room. The painting was showing scenes from the Paradise. Adam and Eve, animals and plants. I smiled to myself and burst into laughter. Must have looked a bit weird to the other guests at 5:15 in the morning.

After I saw that painting, I really knew who had organised that royal treatment for me that night.

Thank you Papa God!

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