not Gods fault that there are so many wars. In short fervent words I pictured again why Jesushad come and why He had to die.
I explained him with my very own words
that his sight of how he sees it concerning theChristians is actually as it is, but that God is coming in action now and that a lot of thingswill start to change and that by no means, it would be a coincidence that he sits just right nowat the side of a man of God. He got really curious and wanted to know more; why I am exactly flying to North Carolina? I took a deep breath, listened to the Spirit of God and started togive him my testimony how my live started in a walk with God. He hung at my lips and sometimes he was shaking unbelieving his head, but he could not get enough of it and heheard a great part of my live, how God worked in and through my live and how I became aProphet of the Most High God who was now on his way to present his books in NorthCarolina. He was so impressed that he stated:Wow, John you are a brilliant rhetorician, you have put me to think about a lot of things.When you are right than… hmm… well I want to know more...
So I told him more and more,
carefully listening to the Spirit of God. A nine hours flight is along time and we slept in between. But we kept our conversation lively and it was for him and also for me as if we had found a new friendship, although he was not yet a born againChristian. He started to tell me about the reason of his flight to Atlanta; His son! He had not seen his son for many years and now he was on his way to his married son. The reason that he was now on his way to Atlanta, was that his son phoned him in Germany with a cry in hisheart telling his daddy and confessing him that as a little boy he was been misused and raped. He told me about the pain he felt now and that he felt guilty. That it was just right now that hewas asking God why? And how he started to accuse God about this what has happened and that just this day… he was sitting besides a Prophet. And that actually without knowing it I had answered ALL his questions.
This was daddy,
He had planned this already very far before we would have been able tothink about it. We had both such a great time and I explained him why I had to write thebooks; so that the Christians are able to have a relationship with God without that they need to be depended upon so called servants, who were not serving but practicing might. It was socool and genius from daddy the whole conversation. The 9 hours went over like nothing and we stayed together as we went to the customs to cross the border. I gave him my card in the plain and he stated explicitly: “Yes very surely will I download your book from your websiteand I will keep an eye on you. I will also try to read it with my son.” At the customs we lost each other but he went his way with great joy in his heart.
Touchdown at Atlanta and a second conversation
Having come at the customs
to cross the border and to touch the ground of USA, they asked me for the reason of my stay. The young black smiling lady looked at me and was waiting for my answer. I listened…and than I knew I could tell this young black woman that I washeading for an Apostolic & Prophetic Conference and that I was one of the guest speakers. Her eyes started to glance and she asked me some things more. So I started to tell her about my books and as I told her, her heart and eyes showed excitement. She wished me all the best and hoped that I would come back more often to North Carolina. I got my stamp in my passand off I went through some paths, heading to my next flight from Atlanta to Charlotte and tomy next conversation. I had to go through some check points of the customs, putting of my