Today the Holy Spirit led me to a huge gold cross. It seemed to be shinning out of the darkness of Berlin. It turned out to be in a French graveyard - the kind caretaker told me. He also told me that a famous French man is buried there who helped to plan & establish the streets and structure of modern Berlin. I found his grave and had a look in the museum. I would never have thought to pray for the French population in Berlin and as I walked around the beautiful cemetery I did just that.
I left the cemetery and found that the street I was on had many different cemeteries. I prayed for all the people who would visit the cemeteries and for the Holy Spirit to fall in those places.
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