- This topic has 0 replies, 1 voice, and was last updated 2 years, 3 months ago by .
Viewing 0 reply threads
- Posts
Dream from a sister from my church:Last night I was walking through the city with an old friend. She was pregnant, but the child in her was dead. Was killed, I don’t know how.
It was born on the street, I picked it up and pronounced it several times. Live, I want you to live. After saying this a few times, the child began to breathe again. We continued on our way to find a hospital, after a long time we found it. I handed in the baby, it turned out to be a boy, and left my girlfriend for care.
On the way we had bought a bottle of water, which I occasionally gave him a few drops to drink.
Viewing 0 reply threads
- You must be logged in to reply to this topic.