Jack Davis, the man who won me to The Lord, died on the mission fields of South Dakota. He built a fine brick building and filled it up with souls. When he died, I was there at his funeral, A tongues interpretation came across and God spoke and said, I have called my servant home. He is here with me, But his work have I left in your hands. On the way to the grave site, there in Pierre South Dakota , there were Cops on the corners of the street, and when the Hearce went by, the policemen saluted. At the grave site, helium filled balloons were released as the minister said, let this be our griefs and sorrows. All of a sudden, My wife and I looked up, and there were 25 or 30 Eagles that started circling the balloons all the way into heaven until we could see them no more. Eagles do not gather in flocks, You may see one Eagle or two, but never in flocks. I told the minister and he said, Bro. SAMs, those were not Eagles, I saw them. They were Angels. Most of the people never saw the Eagles or Angels. God just allowed a select few to see this vision. Whether so ever the body is The Eagles will be gathered together. God send your lovely Angels to gather all your children home when it,s time for us to go. ( I love you my dear sweet Jesus, lover of my soul. )
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 22:58:31 +0000
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