Dad was giving a message, and he had a translator beside him. It was the last day and the entire crowd was listening intently at him. And as he was talking, he felt the Spirit of God talking to him.
That the crowd of people loved God, and were there, wanting God's blessings. They were devout, they would help build a church or support a ministry. But their hearts were so glued on the worldly things and not on what God's heart was on. They made no effort to know. They were like Jonah. They loved God and tried to please God. But they had no concern on Nineveh. The people, who cannot tell their right hand from their left.
What happened next, dad isn't sure, but he knew God spoke directly through him. He remembers saying about being the donkey that Jesus rode on. The donkey is excited to see people placing clothes for him to walk on, the cheers and the loud claps, but fail to hear and feel the burden that Jesus had, as he cried for Jerusalem.
Dad had cried aloud for couple of minutes, and he had closed the the message sharp at 8.30, he said he got down the stage, and went back to a secluded place and sat down. The touch of God was so heavy, that he needed some air. Many elders who had been praying for a revival, came backstage to see him.
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