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Nov 2015
During my young age.
Dreaming were my night mare.
I didn't knew it will happen, but I knew it was a calling.

I didn't knew a woman but I knew time will come.
Over the moon I saw a beautiful parable of Jesus Christ .
Calling my name 3 times and I responded, "yes lord.

Do you love me?
Yes lord.
Again he said do you love me?
Yes lord I do.
He repeated for the third time and I didn't know what to say or do all I got to said is that,yes lord.

He said be my servant.
Over that dream the moon disappear and I saw the dark,I realized that he is a light.

But I shook my head and said no I am still young.

The other night the wind was blowing over and over,the trees sounded like its breaking.
I looked side to side and see no one only mountain were behind me.

Loud voice shout on me and said look around ,all your siblings ,relatives and enemies are in the hand of evil and you are the one who have to save them.

I wake up like someone was chasing me,cry like someone is beating me,dance like somebody is playing song for me.

But all was left for me was that.am I want to serve the lord or not.
He who have the power, directed me,does that mean I have to refuse.

All I knew is that dreams is dreams.
It doesn't matter how you dream.
If you dream night mare is a sign that you have to fix things good way.
If you dream good keep it that way and move on.
moses fifteen Govene
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moses fifteen Govene  Agincourt
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