Another church in Singapore under wrong leadership?

This is a testimony written by a broken-hearted parent who has seemingly
"lost" the son to the Church in Singapore,  which was taken from the Facebook 

page.

Let this parent's testimony be an eye-opener to all parents. 

Pastor owns a church and temple

by Marcelli Mario 

                 Since 2002/3 I attended chc and have
always questioned why the church needed to plaster Sun Ho's posters
ALL AROUND THE CHURCH - from-wall-to-wall. I was there for service to
fellowship and to worship our almighty God but each and everytime I
went during those early days, I was greeted by our celebrity wannabe
pastor Ho in the name of a certain crossover. After many many many
weekends, I decided that I shall crossover too because our paths
surely did not cross with one another. One have crossed to the dark
side. It’s either me or the leaders of chc. I left.

                 I left not because of posters plastering or blasting
of Sun Ho music before the service began or the non-stop, constant
promotion and pushing of Sun Ho ho album sales by pastor Kong in
church. But the fundamental calling to fellowship in church has been
completely turned around by the church to pursue fame and wealth that
resulted in every service is about GIVING AND MORE WEALTH, money and
more money. It can go on for weeks and it become very scary especially
during building ! fund season. Everyone just wants to give more and
more money so they can have more and more money. If you are there to
seek refuge for other emotional needs, you will probably ended up dead
because this is not a church for a broken soul. It is the church for
the money hungry souls.

                 And I know Pastor Kong Hee has to live up to his
preaching hence he needs to show he is rich, through the years. How
can a man preach about richess and wealth when he is a church poor
mouse? He needs to get rich and get rich fast, if not its not
convincible that every weekend he is talking about getting wealth.

                 The crossover in my opinion from a close member of
chc, is so the chc leaders acquire the worldly rich and fame because
they want to, they aspire and are called to. They are a bunch of
show-offs. If you have meetings with them you will understand what
Christ-show-offs are - It's all in the clothes, in the tone of voice,
in the attitude, in the eyes. The richer you are, the more time
pastors have with you because you are valuable assets.

                 Chc has leaders tracking members 10% tithes, and
also their building funds commitment. They have cards and notes with
your commitment in writing how much you are offering whether paid
installment or lump sum and you must follow through. I was on many
occasions asked to pen down my commitment in giving because it is for
the big picture for chc accounts to know what to expect a month in
receiving. To help them account for it. It helps chc accounts
department to trace and track too, who committed but never pay up so
that they can follow up with you...

                 I have seen with my own eyes, hear with my own ears
that chc leaders holding their “accountable” book asking members why
their building fund sum for the month was not in. Have they paid up?
By what means, cheque, cash, giro. And if not done yet, well there is
machine to withdraw money from or better there is credit card mode of
payment which can earn points!!! The feeling is just so terribly a!
wful looking at the leader and the young man who is “reminded” to pay
up. Shouldn’t we all be happy giver. Cheerful giver. Why the need to
haunt and remind people to give. This method liken a debt collector
within the premise of a church. If god visited chc at that instant
moment or see all the money collection department coming down on their
people to pay pay and pay up, what would he say? I really wish god can
provide me with wisdom – tell me god that perhaps I am the blind one
who didn’t see and didn’t know. What has become of our church. Is
money all that matter? I left really disillusioned. I know what the
people said of me from chc. I have gone to the dark side.

                 2.Marcelli Mario Part II-

                 Then after chc, I went on
to another church that my son goes to for fellowship. This time I got
really close to the pastors because they seem really caring for the
youth. Although the problem now is not money but time. My son spent
all weekdays in church and all weekends in church. The name is Heart
of god church. But I have not known the couple pastor Seow How and
pastor Cecilia Chan running HOGC are so close to chc pastor kong hee
and pastor sun ho that one day even the same building fund message
from chc gets repeated in hogc. Exactly the same give until you cry
message. When I heard it eventually I really cry. Chc is everywhere
now.

                 Things were fine until the sun ho cd album saga
again. Heart of god church sent their trusted youths (they only have
youths anyway which are so innocent) out to the music stores to buy up
all the CDs in the local music stores to boost rankings. We have
hundreds and hundreds of Sun Ho CDs in hogc church. Every single
member was given one CD each. If your family of 4, father, mother and
2 children, you get 4 CDs. I really don't know what this is for. All I
know after we gave away hundreds of CDs, we still have hundreds left
in church. That was then I knew chc power in ensuring even “sister”
church members are not spare! d of crossover project. And the pastor
Seow How and pastor Cecilia chan, like two obedient followers building
their mini church who themselves are still struggling, sent their
young people to buy up hundreds and hundreds of cd in the name to help
chc crossover project. To push sun ho CD to top ranking so those from
"another world" get to know who sun ho is and hopefully in turn can
hear the gospel. Because of my giving to church, I was separately
given a lot of sun ho CD to give away personally, the pastors see this
as a love gifts. I took them on obligation and all still sitting in my
house in box with price tags of different music stores... I don't even
know how to tell others or give away to who. Tell them to listen to my
non gospel pastor music and be saved?

                 But I am thankful that at least heart of god church
pastors didn’t and couldn’t force us to buy sun ho cd. They, pastor
seow how and pastor cecilia chan, in return are the one buying up
using hogc funds definitely, so that in their heart they know they too
have helped the crossover project. We did it again and again everytime
sun ho album is released. Until I really believe there is no way we
can avoid the powerhouse chc pressing on obedient young affiliated
churches to buy and buy and buy. All the different price tags on the
CD covers are like war badges to show why Sun Ho ranking can topped. I
am 100% confident it is the act of man that her music topped all music
charts. The pushing of CD album sales is full scale project and it was
massive sales pitch with big agenda. Until now whenever I talked about
the effort on ensuring Sun Ho CDs and music charts are topped make my
hair stand! It was like the church is going out for war and the man is
chanting!

2.Marcelli Mario
                I reckon the hogc pastors are
doing good stuff for the youths. But they still need money since the
church is young, so I really don’t understand why throw the money into
buying cd? If crossover is chc project why hogc also need to give and
give until you cry and blo! od shed. The pastors shared the same
sermons like kong hee. Pastor Cecilia Chan also preached the same to
give and give until your heart ache in her building fund message.
Exactly the same... It's most unfortunate that she has contacted cancer now.

Pastor owns a church and temple

                 The thing that really woke me up for I was a stupid,
slow and really slow and stupid believer, is where pastor Seow How
said he owns a Chinese temple left by his late dad. As a pastor you
must lead and guide in the right way. How could you still publicly
said you are the one and probably the only one in the world who has
both a chinese medium temple and a christian church. It is not funny
at all, pastor Seow How! You are not a kid. Don’t make a fool of
yourself and bring the youth into wrong believing. When he preached
about this "blessing", he proudly declare the property of the temple
is so worthy. It's near orchard road and look how he is blessed...
What fool he is. As a pastor and leader, you should cut off this sin
from your fore-fathers and not continue this sin. Yet you take it on
and proudly declare you are now the owner of a temple AND a church. Do
you not know your duty. God will provide for his people. You took the
temple because the land is worth some money, some good money. But I
really don't get it how you can missed this point that you are a
pastor. Not a property agent! Have you also become a businessman like
Kong? Becoming a property investor overnight?


                 The last of it all was when I see youths and young
people from heart of god church giving beyond their means, and having
to borrow money to fulfil their commitment to the building fund, all
in the name of GIVING. Already time is taken away from these young
people's family, they are always spending time in church, Monday to
Sunday. Now money is next. Pastor Seow How always taken the route to
preach about giving and more giving. It's either to Give Time, work in
church for free, cleaning, sound, video, serving, EVERYTHING! ! Then
with those who cannot give time, it's MONEY - The same type of message
chc shares. I see people in hogc publicly declaring they are giving
$100k , $1m, in hogc especially during building fund season. Its a
line up of stories after stories with powerpoints and charts! It’s a
standard now. And if you can give, it means you have been blessed to
receive, because imagine if you gave $1m, that means you will have
received $10m. Wow! Now everyone wants to give $1m so that they can
have $10m. Simple maths, it's 10%!

                 But in the real world. I see the kids struggling to
give. Some borrowed to give. Some don’t give their parents. Some dont
even have basic savings for themselves for rainy days. Their financial
is so terrible that the only body benefitting is clearly the church
and the men of church. Many do not give to their family because they
now have the second family - our home Heart of God Church. Their new
parents are pastor Seow How and pastor Cecilia Chan.

                 I know because I have lost my son to them. Whatever
I said is nothing compared to the darling Pastor Lia @Lia_Chan and
Pastor How @Seowhow. They are family. Our home is now as good as
hotel. My son comes home to sleep, dinner is never possible now.
Weekends are hogc only. The closest family is Lia and How. Everything
I said or I dare bring up about the church made me a devil, demonised
to speak ill about the church. I am clearly the one who don't get it
for there is a bigger cause to die for and I just am not the chosen
one to see it.

                 For years I fight so hard and I pray and ask God why
have I failed as parent? I provide the best education and provided
roof, food and cloth my son and we have a very good family
relationship until he attended this church and given all his time,
effort, energy to build hogc as the next mega church and now his
money. I go to hogc listening to Pastor How and Lia to know what he is
up to. Breaking up family and taking away kids at their tender age
where they are all trying to u! nderstand the world and when they are
innocent while searching for an answer for everything. Pastor How and
Lia mesmerize with their love, care and gives them a goal to achieve
when they have no goal. I clearly lost the battle for the children all
want the attention of How and Lia. They are one big family where the
mother and father at home are nothing but nagging old folks. Read
their twitters and you shall see blind faith worshipping man.

                 If you listen to Pastor How story of his family, his
father beating his mom, his father's objection to his work. You will
know it's a brainwashing message to get the youths, the children to
rebel against the family, to fight the family so they get to do what
they are called to do - build hogc family. This story is told again
and again and even made it to the basic training material for ALL
newcomer new member of hogc. It stir up a rebel in the children to go
against the family. Listen if you can get it, and you will know what I
mean.

                 There is no different from chc and hogc. Hogc is the
next of chc. Chc can go down but there will be another chc that will
come up. The same type. The same breed. It never stop here. It will
continue to grow with roots deeper than earth...

A Review of the Healing For Our Land Revival Meetings

Recently many Churches in Kuala Lumpur joined hands to organize the following Revival Meetings.

Healing For Our Land (M4J) from the 6th - 9th June 2012.

They started with The Kingdom Revival Conference in FGA, followed by 3 nights of The Festival of God's Power at the Bukit Jalil Car Park.

Fo those who have missed it, watch a short video clip Review taken from the You Tube. It is truly amazing to see what God is doing in Malaysia. It is also very encouraging to see the unity of the Churches in Malaysia bringing  people from all walks of life together to pray for our land.




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30 hours ago, I escaped from being kidnapped

Latest addition on 30 May 2012 : This story was published in the Star Online :

Marketeer fights off abductors

This is a true account written by the victim of an attempted kidnap. The one phrase from this account which we wish to highlight to all is this :  "Malaysians, please care for one another. You already do. Just keep on caring. Keep watching out for each other. Don't worry about being thought of as "busy body" or "overreacting". The world can be a cruel place, but all it takes is for people to care for one another to make all the difference."

by Ms Chin  on Tuesday, May 29, 2012 at 12:39am ·

As I sit here writing this, I am just so grateful to be alive.

To think that 30 hours ago I had a knife to my throat, face to face with the threat of being kidnapped and raped.

It was a Sunday, at 5.22PM. I was alone, walking towards my boyfriend's car in level B2 of The Curve, Mutiara Damansara. He was not in town, and I was running errands with his car. Just as I was putting my shopping bags in the rear seat, the rear car door was slammed against my back, and a meat cleaver was pressed against my throat. A man covered my mouth with his hand, and whispered not to scream. He then shoved me onto the floor of the backseat of the car and waved the cleaver at me, reminding me not to scream. He was skinny, wearing a baggy turqoise blue t-shirt, had a thick moustache and short curly hair, approx 5'8", mid-30s, and of Indian descent.

At this moment, second man appeared. He was also in his mid-30s. He was wearing a red t-shirt, had a crewcut, and was of Malay descent. He grabbed my car keys and demanded for my parking ticket. I couldn't remember where it was. They shoved me deeper into the car, and the Indian man got into the back seat with me, while the Malay man got into the driver's seat, driving us out of the carpark.

I told them they could take everything, just let me go. But at that point they didn't even ask for money. Instead, the Indian man started to make sexual advances. Then it hit me. "Oh my God. Oh my God. This is really happening. I'm being kidnapped.. and I think I know what they want."

From this moment on, there were a few crucial things that happened that I think is the reason I'm alive today. 

1. I managed to get into a position to escape.

 When they got into the car, the Indian man had tried to force my body down onto the floor. I knew that the moment I'm on the floor, there would be no chance of escape. So I begged him to let me sit up. I promised him I wouldn't scream or alert anyone's attention. Thankfully, he trusted me, and let me sit up, gripping my arm tightly. Then I told him my arm really hurt and to please not grip it so hard. He loosened his grip.

2. I did not fight for the sake of fighting.

 I was in an enclosed space, with no clear escape route. I would never win in a fight with these 2 guys, especially when they have sharp weapons. Had I fought from the get go, I may not have been in a position to escape. I might've even been knocked out cold, and God only knows where I would be right now. 

3. I was lucky and sneaky.

I knew that the only way to escape, was to jump out of the car, even if it was moving. They had locked the car doors. So I leaned back, pretended to scratch my hair, and shakily unlocked the door I was leaning against. I'm so lucky they did not see or hear this!

4. I went 'crazy' at the right time.

And then I waited. I knew that the car would have to slow down outside the parking lot, as it exits to merge with the main roads. The moment it slowed down, I opened the car door and tried to make a run for it. I failed. I kicked my legs out of the car, but the Indian man had managed to pull my body back in. From this moment on, everything is a blur. I remember the Malay driver temporarily stopping the car, leaning over from the driver's seat and attempting to close the door and pull my legs in. At that point I remember thinking, "Even if I don't get out now, I need to keep the door open and my legs out the door. At the very least, it should cause a scene, and someone would see me. Or, the door might hit another car and they'll be forced to slow down." So I continued kicking. My right foot pushed against the wide-open car door to keep it open. I recall elbowing, struggling, kicking, and even biting. I lost my glasses, and was struggling blindly for my life. At some point the Malay driver yelled, "BAGI DIA LEPAS! BAGI DIA LEPAS!" (Let her go! Let her go!) and the Indian man loosened his grip. I made a jump out of the still-moving car, and ran for my life. 

5. I acted in spite of the fear.

My friends said I was brave. But I didn't feel like it. I was quivering and shaking in fear. I was so afraid. I thought I was going to die.  I was weak with fear and deathly afraid. I truly thought "this was it". But I knew I HAD to move. I had to run. Or there would be a worser fate in store for me. While I was quaking in fear, I forced myself to look around and see if there was any way I could escape, or even catch someone's eye.

6. I remembered the people I love.

The only thing that matters when you're faced with potentially horrendous fate, is the people in your life. When I felt the knife to my neck, the first thing I thought was , "This cannot be happening. I must be dreaming." The second? The people that truly matter to me flashed across my mind. It sounds cliche, but it's true. I thought of my parents. My brother. Khailee. Esther. More people. That's all I could think of for a few moments, before I thought, "Shit. I need to get out of here."

I ran towards the Maybank outlet at the Curve. There were plenty of people milling around. I screamed for help over and over again. I was hysterical. I grabbed an older Malay man by his shoulders and begged for help before practically collapsing at his feet. 

I will always remember the relief and liberation I felt, running over Mutiara Damansara's manicured grass and into the crowd. 

Today, I found out that the entire ordeal from the moment I left the parking ticket payment machine, to my escape, happened in about 4 minutes. To me, it felt like one long nightmare.

We never think its going to happen to us... and then it does. I used to think that this is something that happens only in the papers and to people far, far removed from me. But then it did happen to me. I moved to PJ/KL 6 years ago, and I've spent countless mornings, afternoons and nights at The Curve. When my friends and I were organizing Rock Up! back in 2008, we were walking around the place at 4AM even. It's been 6 years, and never once did I feel that I was unsafe at The Curve. Until yesterday. 

I feel like moving out of the country ASAP. Getting the hell out of this state where you hear of a kidnapping or attempted one every month (remember Nayati?), or a snatch theft every week. And yet I'm fully aware of the fact that in another country with more lax firearm laws, they would've been holding a gun to my head, not a cleaver. And that would've been so, so much worse. 

I'm Blessed. By God's grace, I am alive and relatively well. And I will live another day to build another cat iPhone app. It just was not my time to go. And for that, I thank God. 

I want to share this story with everyone because cops tell me that they rarely get to hear it from someone who escapes. 

Girls, be so very careful. Be vigilant, and please try not to go anywhere alone. If you need to walk to the carpark, and you're alone, get a guard to go with you. I was recently told that it's part of their job description to assist anyone if needed.

Guys, watch out for your girlfriends, wives, mothers, sisters and friends. Walk with them, don't take their paranoia or fear lightly. Watch out for them. 

And everyone, just watch out for each other. Take care of each other. These things really DO happen. As I ran out of the car, so many people came to help me. Strangers who didn't know who I was, came forward and offered me tissue paper, water, cellphones, and general comfort.

Malaysians, please care for one another. You already do. Just keep on caring. Keep watching out for each other. Don't worry about being thought of as "busy body" or "overreacting". The world can be a cruel place, but all it takes is for people to care for one another to make all the difference.

God continues to build His Church in East Malaysia

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The Kingdoms of Heaven & Hell,  

and the Return of CHRIST 

by Angelica Zambrano 

For a period of 23 hours, a young Ecuadorian girl named Angelica was shown the Kingdoms of 

Heaven and Hell, and the Return of Christ.  She witnessed Jesus weeping as He overlooked 

multitudes of souls lost forever, a world that has rejected Him, a Church that is mostly unprepared 

for Him, a people that have stopped witnessing to the lost, and an entertainment industry that even 

lures children to satan. She witnessed many of our esteemed cultural icons suffering in the Pit; 

singers, entertainers, and even a pope.  Angelica was also shown how the Kingdom of Heaven is all 

wonderfully prepared and ready, an unimaginable glorious place, where no evil exists. Though 

Jesus is ONLY coming back for a Holy People, and many of God's children will NOT be ready on 

that day, and will be left behind in a world that will fall apart.     www.DivineRevelations.info/23 

(From video Interview, originally in Spanish, Minimally Abridged, Location: El Empalme, Ecuador.)

Maxima (the Mother): 

My name is Maxima Zambrano Mora and we attend the "Casa de Oracion" 

Church in El Empalme.  We were fasting for 15 days, and crying out to 

God.  My daughter Angelica also joined us.  During those fifteen days of 

fasting, I was able to see beyond the natural, which I've never done 

before.  We were praying and fasting at the retreat, and even continued 

praying and crying out at home, waiting for God to speak to us. 

 The Lord gave us much encouragement.  Because of our trials, we were 

often ready to give up, but the Lord was there to help us.  He gave us Jeremiah 33:3 "Call unto me, 

and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you know not." My daughter 

had been emphatically requesting that from Lord, though I didn't know it at the time. 

Angelica (The daughter): 

My name is Angelica Elizabeth Zambrano Mora.  I am 18, 

and study at the "Colegio José María Velazco Ibarra", 

here at El Cantón, El Empalme, Ecuador.  I first accepted 

Christ when I was 12, but I told myself, "None of my 

friends were evangelicals and I felt strange amongst 

them", so I walked away from God, and lived a bad, 

terrible life.  But God pulled me out of there.  On, my 

15th Birthday, I was reconciled to the Lord, but I was still 

double-minded.  The Bible says (James 1:8), "A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways" and I 

was one of those persons.  My dad would say, "You don't have to be like that, it looks awful, it's 

wrong," but I would reply, "This is the way I am, and how I want to be, nobody has to tell me how I 

should be, nor what I should do, nor how I should dress, or behave." He would respond, "God is 

going to deal with you.  He is going to change you." 

During my 17 birthday, I came closer to the Lord.  On April 28th I came to Him and said, "Lord, I 

feel so bad, I know that I'm a sinner," and I told Him how I felt.  "Lord, forgive me.  I want You to 

write my name in the Book of Life and to accept me as Your child."  I repented and gave back my 

life to the Lord.  I said, "Lord, I want You to change me, to make a difference in me." I cried with 

all my heart, asking the Lord to change me.  But, as time passed by I felt no change.  The only 

difference was that I began to attend church, to read the Bible and to pray.  That was the only 

change in my life.   

Then, in August, I was invited to fast for 15 days.  I decided to join, but before entering I said, 

"Lord, I want you to deal with me here."  During the fast, the Lord was speaking to almost 

everybody, except me!  It was as if the Lord had not seen me, and that hurt.  I would pray, "Lord, 

aren't You going to deal with me?" I would cry alone and continue, "Lord, do You love me? Are 

You here? Are You with me? Why don't You speak to me like You do to everyone else.  You speak so 

many things to other people, even words of prophecy, but not me."  I asked for a sign that He was 

with me, and the Lord gave me Jeremiah 33:3, "Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great 

and unsearchable things you do not know."  I said, "Lord, did You just talk to me?” Because I heard 

His audible voice and had a vision of the words written in Jeremiah 33:3.   

I said, "Lord, is that for me?" I kept it to myself, while everyone else was testifying what the Lord 

had given them and what they had seen.  But I kept it secret and would only meditate on the words: 

"Call unto Me" means to pray, but what did "great and mighty things" mean?  I thought, "This can 

only mean heaven and hell." So I said, "Lord, I only want You to show me heaven, but not hell, 

because I've heard that it is a horrible place." But I then prayed with all my heart, "Lord if it is 

Your will to show me what You must, then do so, but change me first.  I want You to make a 

difference in me; I want to be different.” 

When we finished fasting, there were trials and difficulties and sometimes I felt faint, unable to 

continue walking with the Lord.  But He gave me strength.  I started to hear His voice and know 

Him better.  We became good friends.  The Lord is our best friend, the Holy Spirit.  I told Him, 

"Lord, You are my best friend.  I want to know You better," and shared all my thoughts with Him. 

I prayed during all of August and then in November, a servant of the Lord came to our house and 

said, "May the Lord bless you." I replied, "Amen."  He then said, "I am here to bring you a message 

from God...you must prepare yourself, because the Lord will show you great and mighty things 

which you do not know.  He is going to show you Heaven and Hell because you have been asking, 

from Jeremiah 33:3."  I asked, "Yes, how did you know?  I haven't told that to anyone."  He 

responded, "The same God that you serve and praise, that very same God I also praise told me 

everything."  

Soon we began to pray.  Some sisters from our church, and others from my family were there with 

us praying.  But as soon as we started praying, I began to see the Heavens opened.  So I said, "I see 

the Heavens are opening, and 2 angels are coming down!"  The man said, "Ask them why they are 

here."  

They were tall and beautiful; with beautiful wings.  They were large and shining, and seemed 

transparent, brilliant as gold.  They wore crystal sandals and had on holy garments.  "Why are you 

here?" They smiled and said, "We are here because we have a task to carry out...We are here 

because you must visit Heaven and Hell and we will not leave until all of this comes to pass." I 

responded, “very well, but I only want to visit heaven, not hell."  They smiled, and stayed there, but 

did not say anything more.  After we finished prayer, I could still see them there. 

I also started to see the Holy Spirit; He is my best friend; He is Holy, He is omniscient; He is 

omnipresent!  I could see Him, transparent and brilliant at the same time; with a brilliant 

countenance, I could see His smile and His loving gaze!  I can hardly describe Him, because He is 

more beautiful than angels.  The angels have their own beauty, but the Holy Spirit is far more 

beautiful than they are!  I could hear His audible voice, a voice full of love, a passionate voice.  I 

just can't explain His voice; a voice like lightening, yet at the same time He would say, "I am with 

you." so I would strive to continue walking with God, even as trials surrounded us.  We were going 

through very difficult moments, but victorious ones at the same time.  I said, "Lord, let Your will be 

done."  I continued to notice the angels even at school, and in my classes.  I was so happy, so full of 

joy because I could actually see them!   

The servant of the Lord, who visited my house, told me to prepare myself, because I was going to 

see Heaven and Hell.  But he also told me something difficult.  He said, "You are going to die." It 

wasn't easy when I heard this.   

"How am I going to die? I'm so young", I asked.  He replied, "Don't worry about anything, 

everything God does is perfect, and He will bring you back to life, so you can testify about Heaven 

and Hell, which is what the Lord wants all of us to know about." I said, "Amen, but will I be run 

over by a car, how will I die?"  Ideas came rushing into my mind, but the Lord told me not to worry, 

everything was under control.  I said, "Thank You, Lord!"  

On November 6th, after I returned home from school, the Angels were still with me, even while 

praising the Lord.  They would not speak to me; all they would say was, "Holy, Holy, Holy, 

Hallelujah," giving glory, honor and praise to our Heavenly Father.  The Holy Spirit was there 

along with the angels and I would rejoice.  Many people say that the gospel is boring, but that is a 

big lie from the devil to keep people from searching for God's presence.  I also used to believe this, 

but after I met the Lord and the Holy Spirit, I know the gospel is not boring, it is the most beautiful 

experience you can have on Earth!   

I could see; play with, and even talk to the Holy Spirit.  But the angels would not talk to me, but 

they would praise the Lord.  I would say, "Holy Spirit come along with me to do this or that" and 

He would be there.  I could feel and see Him. 

I saw Him when He would rise to His feet, and would even prepare a seat for Him.  Although many 

can't see Him, He is here!  That relationship has continued, there's no reason to stop it, once you've 

experienced it…there's no way that I would withdraw.  When I consider where He pulled me out 

from, what I was before, I am so thankful for His mercy, for all His love toward humanity and 

toward me! 

On November 7th, when I was returning home, I heard a voice that said, "Be prepared, for you will 

die today," I knew it was the Holy Spirit because I could see Him.  I ignored His voice and said, 

"Lord, I don't want to die today!" But He repeated, "Be prepared, for you will die today!" This time 

He said it louder and with greater force.  I replied, "Lord, I know it's You talking to me; I only ask 

for a confirmation and after that, do with me as You will.  I'll do whatever You ask, I'll surrender, 

even if I'm afraid, because I know You are with me and You are real."  

I prayed, "Let that person you used before, bring me the message.  Let him be at my home this 

instant, before I arrive, and let him tell me that today I will die."  Now, somehow the Lord knows 

our past, present and future.  He knew what I would request of Him.  So when I arrived home, the 

servant of the Lord was already there. 

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