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May 14 Pappy rambut bagusWhen I was a child of 4 years old, I used to get up very early in the morning and woke up all the neighbours on the same floor where my family lived in Moscow in the early 60s. How did I do that? By banging at their doors and worst was at the door of a man whose I liked so much to touch by saying: "Pappy, rambut Pappy bagus.." . Every morning mommy used to get nervous everytime she found me banging at this man's door. I always got her embarassed because as the door opened I would see him sitting right facing the entrance with a newspaper in his hand and I would directly go to him and climbed to his knees and disturbed his reading
 . Since then on his code-name in my mind has always been "Pappy rambut bagus".Well, years gone by, now I am a mother and living outside my birth-country as an alien, and once day, if you believe that messages can be conveyed through various ways, he seemed to appear like a shadow in my sitting room. He said:" Where am I? I can not see anything!" then as I recognised him, without a word I prayed to the Lord and request Lord Jesus, because Lord Jesus is very well known for his miracles (mukjizat), to make this man see. My prayer was straight-away accorded and he saw me and he called my baby-name, Then I said:" Yes, pappy, it is me" and he said:" Please, save my son!" then he disappeared. I was left dumb-founded. Bad thought criss-crossing my mind. The memories of my baby-hood played in my eyes like videos. As these all rolled over I concentrated my mind towards Lord Jesus saying:" I return all the authorities to Lord Jesus, cause in this situation where I am only Lord Jesus can help". Then I said to pappy in mind that I would do my best though I do not know how. So, that was one of the closest attachements between me and that Russian man  |
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