Kreuzberg - April 15

Berliners were out in full number enjoying our first warm day in Berlin

As I am prayer walking all of Kreuzberg....I am simply walking up one street and down the other.  For most of this prayer walk, nothing was standing out; there were no impressions; and I was thinking, "What will I write in my prayer blog?"

This Canal runs through Kreuzberg and many were enjoying the sun sitting alongside the water.

As I approached Golitzer Park on the way back I happened to notice 2 men who looked like plain-clothes police.  I´m not sure how I recognized this, but I did.  They were across the street from the park and looking very serious and concentrated.  Then I saw a police van drive slowly down the street and as I crossed the street to the park about 6 police men were walking parallel to me and ready to enter the park.  I decided to sit on a stone just outside the entrance and watch.  It turned out to be a huge drug bust in the whole park.

As I sat there, I couldn´t believe that I had just been in the park yesterday praying for the drug-dealers.  Can the Lord asnwer that fast?  "Before they call, I will answer.  While they are yet speaking, I will hear.¨"  I didn`t pray that they could be caught or arrested.  I just prayed that the Lord would do something.  I had to believe that this was the something and that He would use this to bring men to Himself.

There were abou 40 police in all and as I sat there and watched I noticed that they were surrounding many areas of the park.  As I watched them search some of  the African guys I began to pray for the police and for the guys being searched.  The plain-clothes men across the street were searching someone as well.  I KNEW the Holy Spirit had directed me to that spot and I was called to sit there to pray and intercede.  I think I sat and prayed for about 25 minutes.  While sitting there I happened to look behind me and there was a man with a dog and the dog was sniffing in the middle of some black-berry vines.  He sniffed and sniffed.  The man pulled him away but the dog went right back up the small hill into the middle and began sniffing again and digging.  Suddenly, the man threw him a bone; called over another guy who dug out a baggie of drugs; and a police man recorded it.  I couldn,t believe that I got to see a police dog sniffing and finding drugs!!  It was pretty amazing.  I managed to snap a picture.

Amazing what dogs can do!

The cops are really hated in districts like Kreuzberg.  Drugs are so prevalent it is sort of like if police busted Woodstock!  So, I pray for them and I pray for the people who are so used to a lifestyle of no absolutes or morals that they can`t see their left hand from their right hand.  Sometimes the sin feels so deep and overwhelming that it seems impossible in our human mind to even begin to sort it out.  Yet I know that this is where and when God loves to move - in impossibilites!  Then only HE gets the glory.  Nothing is too hard for God and no life is too messed up or too far gone.  No city is too impossible to bring to repentance.

Police entering Golizter and interviewing people

To God be all the glory.

Gorlitzer Park

Kreuzberg - April 13th

Yuppies Out!

Mom's Out!

 I had to laugh when I passed these walls of graffiti.   I think they say it all for the feel in Kreuzberg.  Today, I came out of the U-1 at Schlesisches Tor, took a right and then another right onto Falckensteins Str. which I walked straight on for 30 minutes. 

The beginning of Falckensteins Str. is really cute with great looking cafes on both sides - meaning to me - cheap food and charming!  There was Mexican, American, Asian and Italian.  Also, a darling ice-cream shop with fresh flowers in the open windows. 

The drug dealers are at the end of this walk

 I eventually walked straight into Gorlitzer Park once again, this time approaching it from the back side walking straight through and out to the street.  At the entrance and exit, there were so many African guys lined up to sell drugs, it was a bit overwhelming.  As well, the smell of marijuana was over-powering.  Once I left the park the Holy Spirit overwhelmed me with compassion for those men.  I know that most of them are illegal aliens from Africa and that they come to Germany hoping for a better future and jobs.  Once here, it is not as easy as they supposed and they end up dealing drugs.  To go back home is usually a dead-end as there are no jobs at home or war is breaking out and to stay means to keep dealing drugs.  I wept as I walked and prayed that the Lord would intervene in their lives.  When I came back through on my return, one of them started talking to me.  He shook my hand and I told him that I was a Christian and that I knew what he was doing and why.  He said that he sends the money home to his family.  I told him that I would be praying for him. 

I stepped into another Garden plot on this walk.  It was called "Kolony Freie-Stunde" or Colony Free Hour.  Even though this one was pretty run down, it still felt like stepping into "The Secret Garden".  Once in myriads of birds were chirping; crocuses were pushing through the ground; people were weeding and carrying wheel-barrows of weeds.  These gardens, even the small run-down ones like this one are just so sweet and special.  I could only pray that as those Germans connect with the earth that their hearts will realize there is a creator behind it all and that He longs for relationship with them.

The only deviation of my route was when the Holy Spirit directed me to go to a church that was on the next block.  It was a Catholic Church - St. Christopher's and after awhile I realized it was the same church I had just read about in a book about life in Berlin during the war. Many people were saved by living in the basement of this church during the bombings.  I wasn't sure what I was to pray but I walked around the building and prayed for renewal and that the fire of God would fall down in that place.

Walking back, I took pictures of this really cute place for kids called in English, "Children's Farm". There were goats and sheep inside of a large fenced area.  This was literally right next to where the drug dealer's are.  It made me sad when I saw some young Turkish boys sitting on some benches near the drug-dealers.  I can only imagine how young some boys might be who get involved in that world.  I prayed for Teen Challenge which is located in Kreuzberg.  I prayed for new strength to carry on; for finances to keep operating; and that drug-addicts would get delivered.

KREUZBERG

As this is my last month in Berlin, I have decided to concentrate my prayer-walking in the district of Kreuzberg, which is also my district. Friedrichshain (where I live) and Kreuzberg united in 2001.  I have been to Kreuzberg more times than I can count in the 5 years that I have lived in Berlin, but last week when I went in for my prayer walk, it felt more alive and unique than I ever remembered it feeling.  There was a buzz in the air, along with bright colors and the smells of many Turkish cafes.  Kreuzberg is known for its large percentage of immigrants, mostly Turkish. Wikipedia says that in 2006 over 31% of the district did not have German citizenship.

After I crossed the beautiful Oberbaum Bridge going over the River Spree, I thought about how the two districts were so recently divided by the Berlin Wall.  Kreuzberg was in the former West and Friedrichshain was part of the DDR.  The bridge was closed by the Berlin Wall and only foot-traffic from the West could cross the bridge, first going through Russian-controlled inspectors.  It didn't open to traffic until 5 years after the fall of the wall in 1994.

Oberbaum Bridge

 Coming off of the bridge I entered into a world of excitement and color.  I wanted to walk forward into it but I heard the Holy Spirit tell me to turn left, which I did.  I passed more interesting looking cafes and shops and then turned right onto Curvystr.  There were some interesting sculptures in what looked to be a park sort of in the middle of the street between old housing.  The area was very run-down.  I turned left and walked towards a magnificent church building that was built in the early 1900's and survived the bombing of WW2.  I walked on, listening to the Holy Spirit and came to the kanal that runs through the district of Kreuzberg.  I came to another unique park and once again marveled at the creativity of Germans.  Then I spotted the biggest slide outside of an amusement park that I have ever seen!  What joy!

Looking across the canal at the humungous slide

Every park has such unique toys

After I climbed to the top of the slide I looked down from the bridge that I was on and recognized the Squat-Village where we had participated in a Flea-Market.  It wasn't until my next prayer walk that I realized all of this is located just behind Gorlitzer Park, a well-known park where we used to do evangelism.

I bought a Falafel from a cute Turkish man who had a solitary stand in the middle of the Pedestrian Bridge.  I prayed for him as i walked away eating my sandwich and later kicked myself for not giving him the tracts that I had put in my purse for the precise purpose of reaching out to Muslims. 

I walked along the Canal for quite a ways and came to a Youth Recreation House where I felt led to stop and pray over.  From there, I got a bit lost and came to an industrial area.  I had to find a bus-stop so I could get on a bus and go to a train connection.  By doing that, I ran into a young girl who used to come into der Garten every day.  She and her 2 sisters turned themselves into Support Services because they could no longer stand living with their alcoholic mom and step-dad.  They left us suddenly and it was very sad.  We saw them not long ago when they came to see us in der Garten.  They had no idea that we were closing and it was very hard for them.  Anyway, I knew it was no accident that I saw her and in my broken German invited her to our going away party in May.  Even my getting lost was an amazing way for the Holy Spirit to coordinate our meeting!

Hausvogteiplatz on the U2 January 24th

Gendarmarkt with the German Cathedral, Concert Hall, and French Cathedral

I exited the train station right out to the Gendarmarkt which is a popular tourist attraction in Berlin.  At Christmas time there is a beautiful Christmas Market in this square, one of the few you have to pay to get in to.  The building on the right is a French Cathedral built by the Huguenot Community between 1701 and 1705. 

The  Huguenots were Protestants from France who had been inspired by the writings of John Calvin.  They were driven out of France by the Catholics due to their criticism of the Catholic Church.  Many were murdered by the Catholic Church.   Around 1685, Huguenot refugees found a safe haven in the Lutheran and Reformed states in Germany.  Nearly 50,000 Huguenots established themselves in Germany, 20,000 of whom were welcomed in Brandenburg-Prussia where they were granted special privileges.  In Berlin, the Huguenots created two new neighbourhoods: Dorotheenstadt and Friedrichstadt.    By 1700, one-fifth of the city's population was French speaking. The Berlin Huguenots preserved the French language in their church services for nearly a century. They ultimately decided to switch to German in protest against the occupation of Prussia by Napoleion in 1806-07. 

After learning all of this history, I understood why I was led by the Holy Spirit on an earlier prayer walk to a French Cemetery.  While there, I read about a prominent French man who had helped plan and build the city of Berlin.

The Holy Spirit never forgets.  He remembers how many Huguenots died for their faith.  He remembers that they had to leave their home lands and be scattered all over the world as a result of religious persecution.  Just like in the book of Acts when persecution scattered the early church, I believe the Lord pushed the Huguenots out of France to spread the gospel to the world.

While I walked around this square and claimed the ground for Jesus I felt His heart leap.

I also walked around a memorial to a woman who had been part of Germans royalty but have up her palace and conceded land to Poland.  She work closely with former Berlin Mayor Willy Brandt.  I have forgotten what her name was.  As I walked around the memorial I envisioned worship taking place there. 

Prayer around a former Nazi War Office

I am reading a book called, "And Another Morning is Breaking" by Regina J. Schwenke.  The book details Regina's childhood from 1938 (when she was born) to New Years Eve 1949.  She was raised in Neukolln (a district in Berlin) and it is so amazing that her whole family (of seven) survived the war.  One day when she and her siblings were playing outside their home a dirty, skinny man came walkng down the street.  "He was wearing a soldiers uniform.  He looked like all the other men these days, so we paid no attention.  We saw him questioning people and finally he asked us if we knew where the Ziebarths, who used to live here were now?  He was looking for his family, who used to live here in No. 2.  No. 2:  that was us!  We took a closer at him, and finally recognized our own father.  We hadn't seem him in two years and didn't expect him to appear so suddenly.  All at once he, too, recognized us.  He embraced all three of us.  Tears of joy flowed down his emaciated face.  It was as if we had been born again, because he had feared that we would lie buried under the rubble of our house."  (Pg. 132). They almost WERE buried in their home.  Half of their building was destroyed (while they were in the cellar) and they had to leave, but thankfully were able to take over a flat in their Grandparents building where the occupants had sadly died. 

Not far from their home was the headquarters of the former National Self-Defense where important decisions were made during the war.  There were offices, medical examination rooms, and air-raid shelters for the Nazi-elite. They had heard that there were rations of food stored there and the author, her brother and Aunt went there one day to see what they could find.  The complex was badly damaged as the Allied Forces had singled it out as a place of permanent attack.  The front of the building was in a pile of rubble.  They found a demolished cellar entrance and debris blocked the way.  They had to clear a path and crawl into the cellar.  When they reached the dark cellar room, they lit candles and were shocked to find many dead bodies sitting or lying on the benches right before them.  Children were cradled in their mothers' arms even in death.  Their Aunt recognized by the uniforms that they were high-ranking SS and SA Officers. They supposed that they had taken cyanide capsules when they realized the war was over.  The Aunt told the children to just look straight ahead.  The went into the third cellar room where they found flour, sugar, tea, soap, toothpaste, and toilet paper.  As they were starving, this must  have been quite the amazing find.

The author tells her address and the address of the Nazi Offices so I decided to make those places my prayer focus on this day.  Here is a picture of the Nazi Offices located on Pfluger Str. 46.

 

There was a huge field to the left of the buildings which is now a Preschool and I am assuming that there had been buildings in the field which had been bombed.  I prayed up and down Pfluger Str.  I also found the Catholic Church where the family had attended.  They had used the cellar in the church for protection from the bombs at night when half of their apartment was destroyed by bombs and the building was uninhabitable.

 I found their former apartment building which of course had been rebuilt.  I walked along the canal just a block away from their home where they had played.  

At times it feels overwhelming to think about the history of Berlin in the not so long ago distance.  On the other hand, it is sad that in just 10-20 years time few (in any) will be left who will be able to tell us of those days.  As I walk the streets I continue to pray for restoration and healing.  May the healing even go into the very soil of Germany.  

U6 Line - January 16

Today I walked through five stations on the U6 Line starting at Friedrichstr and ending at Mehringdamm.  Most of my walk was through downtown Berlin and I mostly prayed in tongues the whole route.  I was led  into a small park on the route where I sang and declared joy and rejuvenation.  A couple of days ago I visited the Jewish Museum here in Berlin and learned that starting in May of 1935 Jews were banned from the parks.  I then realized why I am often moved to tears when I visit the parks and why the Spirit of the Lord is always leading me to the parks.  What a day of rejoicing it will be when the Berlin parks are once again filled with God's chosen people.

The park

When I arrived at Mehringplatz - which is an area where the buildings form a circle around a park I felt led to walk around that circle and pray.

I  came to a place that had some signs telling the history of the area and I had no idea about this history!  It turns out that it was first built in 1730 and looked like this:

I was excited to be led to an area with such history.  I learned that the area was one of  three important/beautiful spots in the heyday of Berlin.  The other two were Potsdamer Platz and the Brandenburger Tor.  The middle of the quad is now under construction as they are trying to once again make it a beautiful place.  From the looks of the neighborhood you would never imagine that this was once one of the beautiful places in Berlin.  It appears run down and the walls are full of graffiti.  One day it will be restored to its grandeur.

U-8 Line January 10th

Today I felt led by the Holy Spirit to walk each station of the U-8 line.  I loved how the Holy Spirit led me and helped me to follow it without a map.  The U-8 line is full of drug dealers.  As I walked along, I sensed men eying my purse and felt an inward nudge to hold it tight to myself.  As I was approaching Kotbusser Tor I walked across the Spree Canal and felt delighted as I always do when I am around water.  I looked to my left and saw a building that looked very beautiful.  Something inside said to me, "Go look at it."

To my surprise, the building turned out to be a Jewish Synagogue!  There was a big placard in front telling how the Nazi's had destroyed the building.

A picture of the destroyed synagogue

 

 

 

 

I wept for the Jews as I felt the heart of God.  I prayed that they would experience the love of God. 

There was even this picture showing the Swastika.

I thanked the Lord for showing me the Synagogue and for the privilege of praying into His heart for His lost, beloved people.  The street was pretty and I imagined what it might have looked like before the rise of Hitler.  My hearts desire is that one day Berlin will be a city full of color, flowers and God's people once again inhabiting the city. 

Looking across the street from the Synagogue

Senefelderplatz U-2 January 9th

From the train station I had a great walk down a street with some awesome cafes!  I was heading in the direction of Mitte and Rosa Luxemborg Str.  In the pavement of the street are quotes from Rosa Luxemborg.  She was a Marxist-Socialist who was murdered and became known as a Martry for Marxism.  Unbelievable (to me) in this day and age that a regime who murdered millions is still being venerated in this country.  From Mitte, I went to to Karl-Marx Allee and just walked all the way back to Friedrichshain.  Along the way, there were signs  telling the history of the Boulevard.  It was very interesting and again, I found myself confronted with Marxism.  There was even a statue of Karl Marx.  It seems a bit incredible to still be praying into the past when I know that so many intercessor's have prayed over Berlin over those issues but I knew that this was what the Holy Spirit was asking me to do.  I prayed that the old would pass away and that the new would come.

Rathaus Neukollne - Dec. 30th

As usual, the Holy Spirit led me along. After I turned off the main street, He told me to walk straight ahead for a long ways. The road dead-ended at a canal and my heart skipped with joy.  The Lord had led me to water that I love and a pathway to walk along!  The canal seemed to stretch on for infinity.

Lots of people were out walking along and young boys were running everywhere setting off small fire-crackers.  I felt a darkness to this area and I prayed for flowers to bloom along the river; for new paint to come on the buildings; and for His redemption rain to fall. 

As I walked along dark thunder clouds were pursuing my back yet my face was towards clear skies and the sun.  The Holy Spirit whispered to me, "You will not go back the way you came.  I will lead you home a new way."  I walked on and came to a beautiful bridge.  When I come to bridges, I hear Him say, "Go on the bridge and pray over the area."

 

 After praying on the bridge, I walked until the road had a barrier and went to the right.  Just at this moment, the storm rolled upon me.  It started in spatters and then became a down-pour.  I started singing, "He's mightier than the wind.  He's mightier than the rain......"  Then the rain turned to hail and the hail literally slapped me in the face with stinging blows.  I sang harder, "He's mightier than ANY storm!" 

The Lord led me from there straight to the S-Bahn station.  It was wonderful!

Mehringdamm - Dec. 4th

I felt led to walk down a main street off of Mehringdamm which was Gneisenaustr.  In the far distance, I saw a church steeple and felt the Holy Spirit tell me that it was my target.  On my way down, I took a side tour down a street and walked along a cemetery that was about a mile long and then back to Gneisenaustr.  When I arrived at the church I was overwhelmed at the vastness and beauty of the building.  Here is a picture I took:

I went up to the church and found that it was called Kirche am Sudstern.  I felt led to walk around it and pray for old wells to spring forth.  In the back of the church I felt a particular darkness - and prayed about that.  Later in the evening, I met with some people and learned that the Holy Spirit first broke out in Berlin in this very church.  Now it is in a poor spiritual state.  It was encouraging to learn that the way I was praying was pretty accurate.   Blessed be His name!  I also learned that this was the church where Corrie Ten Boom spoke after the war.  She looked out over her audience and saw one of the prison guards from Ravensbruch where she had been a prisoner for hiding Jews.  Hatred for this man filled her heart but as she spoke, the Holy Spirit started to work on her and she forgave that man.  After she spoke, she shook his hand and I believe he put his trust in Jesus.

I walked back the way I had come but on the next block over and on this block was also a cemetery that went on for about a mile.  I thought it was interesting that cemeteries bordered both sides of Gneisenaustr.  I prayed two things:  1). That people would notice the cemeteries and think on the fact that they too will die someday.  I prayed that they would ponder eternity.  2). I prayed that "death" would not mark the territory but that life would be a well springing up and out. 

I found a cool indoor market called Marheinekle Markthalle on Zossener Str.  It had all sorts of fresh meats, fruits and vegetables as well as really interesting looking food along with lots of other cool stuff.  The neighborhood was really cute.  It was a great way to end my prayer walk.

Mockernbrucke - Dec. 3rd

I first walked to a small park that was about a block from the train.  As I walked through the park, I had a revelation that it was the Jews who loved the parks of Berlin and spent a lot of time in them.  In my minds eye I could see the Jews in the parks and then I felt the sadness of Jesus.  I felt a pang within that was His deep sadness that the Jews had been exterminated. I wondered if Jews will ever return to Berlin in large numbers.  Possibly during the Millennial reign of Jesus.

Next to the park was an auditorium with an interesting roof - something like a crown.

I went up to it and felt led to walk around it and claim the building for the kingdom of Jesus.  I declared that Christian concerts would be done in the building along with Christian seminars, etc.  There was a guy in a real nice sleeping bag sleeping under the eaves.  Besides him, all was quiet and there was no sign of life.

After this I walked back through the park and across the main road on a foot-bridge that crossed over.  The Berlin Air Museum is there and I walked along the side of it.  Behind the Berlin Air Museum they have a park with a fence all around it.  Inside the park are parts of airplanes and 2 windmills which were really pretty.

Then behind all of this was a huge park.  ANOTHER PARK!  I'm amazed at how the Holy Spirit is always leading me to parks.  One portion of the park was along side the railroad tracks which I walked along for a long ways.  I came to a big building where the train people work and prayed for them.  Then I came back out to the main roads and continued to pray until I came back to my starting point.

Cool skate park behind the Berlin Air Museum Park

Eisenacher Str./Kleistpark/Yorckstr. - Nov. 26

The train stations are so close in this area that once again, I combined some stations.  I wanted to walk through the three different station areas but I don't think I was very successful.  I went through an area where there were a lot of Muslims and so of course I prayed for them.  Then it felt as if I stepped from one world, (on the poor side) to another world (wealth) within one block of each other.  Suddenly the buildings looked nicer and it was just a strange feeling.  I came to a building that was so architecturally stunning that I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.  I went over to it and it seemed to be some sort of sports center.  Then behind it was a playground with the same type of cool architecture and next to that a big old brick building that was obviously a school.  The play ground was one of the coolest I've seen in Berlin and I've seen some cool playgrounds!  I was thankful to the Lord for leading me there and I prayed for the children who were at recess.

My pictures don't do it justice but here are a couple:

Not long after this I came to a Christian Church.  I was so pleased that it was tucked into that little neighborhood because I sensed that the people really need that light of hope.  I was thankful that it was near the school and in a place where a lot of people live.

They had this nice sign in the door along with a few others.

I ended up taking a bus to an S-Bahn station because I didn't want to retrace my steps and that was my prayer walk for today.

Blissestr. & Bayerischer Platz - Nov. 21

Once again, I combined two stations and after a walkabout, I found an Evangelistic Church which I prayed for.  Then I circled back around and came to the area of Bayerischer Platz.   As I walked through the neighborhoods, I found signs here and there, bolted to lamp posts that said things like: "Ban on Jewish musicians.31.3.1935" or "Jews may no longer keep pets.15.2.1942" or "Jews must turn in their radios and bikes".  As I contemplated on the signs, I was suddenly seized with the heart of the Father for Berlin.  I felt not only His grief for His beloved people but His anger as well.  Tears came to my eyes as I was engulfed in His sadness.  Then it came to me: No wonder He wants to reclaim Berlin.  It is the very place where a satanic seed was birthed to destroy His beloved people.  I knew once again that He will indeed reclaim Berlin.  I had a longing for Christians from America to move to Berlin, to help Him invade and take over the city.  I pondered once again what I believe to be true and that is that Berlin is the earthly throne room for satan.  I can't wait for the day when my Jesus will storm this city and take back everything the enemy stole.  I learned from the Internet that Bayerischer Platz was once known as "Jewish Switzerland" since so many well-to-do Jews had settled there after the turn of the century.  I learned that sometime in 1993 some 80 signs were posted all over the neighborhood as a remembrance of what was done, not quietly, but quite out in the open to the Jews.  For the neighbors to say that they didn't know is quite atrocious.  I thank the Lord for the vigilant people whose hearts break and who seek to remember.

I walked down Martin Luther Str. and then returned to Bayerischer Platz and sat on a bench to pray.

On the way home on the train, I once again saw a British guy that I had seen the day before on the same train.  We had talked then, and he came over to me to talk again.  It wasn't until we parted that the Holy Spirit said, "It wasn't an accident that you met this guy two days in a row.  I wanted you to talk to him about me."  I knew this was true and walked fast hoping to see him again, and there he was standing outside of the station.  I told him and his friend that I felt the Father wanted me to share with them how much He loves them.  They both got huge smiles on their faces and they really thanked me. I said, "He is the one to thank.  He is the one who loves you."  The friend replied, "But you had the boldness to come to us."  It was well worth it!

Fehrbelliner Platz - Nov. 20

I found a huge beautiful school and the sign out front said that it was a school for Japanese and Turkish students - to help with their schooling.  I walked and prayed all around this school.

After this I found a Christian shop which looked kind of like a library.  It was called Treffpunkt B.  They had Christian books and a Christian calendar out on the sidewalk and many more inside.  It was very nice and I was glad to be there to pray for the ministry.

After this I came to a small square that had a giant stone mushroom in the middle.  I have no idea what the significance of this was.  From there, I headed back to the train.

Konstanzer Str. Nov. 19

I try to pray to and from my locations on the train.  This day a man across from me was guzzling down the beers and my heart just broke for him.  I spent quite awhile interceding for him.

As I walked through some neighborhoods, I came to a sign that said the Kurfurstendamm area was a popular area where Jews lived and when the Nazi regime began to persecute and kill them, many came to the certain street that I was on and were hidden in homes.  It was a really beautiful street lined with huge trees and the flats all had stunning facades and balconies.  I walked up and down both sides of the street in prayer.

After that I found an old park.  A sign said that it was a popular square in 1907.  From there I walked on until I came to a beautiful Catholic Church building that had what almost looked like a park in the front and a public square in the back.  The little square was on Parizer Str.  I felt led to sit on a bench and pray for the area.

From there I found Fehrbelliner Platz which is on the U-7 line and thought I could just take that back but I had 10 minutes left, so I kept walking and found a park!  There was someone sleeping on a bench in the park and all wrapped up in blankets, so I left a flyer next to him.  I was able to walk the length of the park in 10 minutes and pray for the joy of the Lord to come down.

Wilmersdorfer Str. & Charlottenburg - Nov. 17

I combined two stations again today - Wilmersdorfer Str. & Charlottenburg.  I went out of the station and came to a long plaza with shops on either side.  I walked down this while I prayed.  It was a Saturday and so there were a lot of people out shopping.  After the plaza - I felt led to turn down a side street and I came to a cute street market with lots of produce and homemade items.  It was really fun to walk and pray among all the people.  I headed back to the main plaza area and this time I noticed a table and sign that said, "Kostenlos Bibeln" which means "Free Bibles."  The little table was piled with bibles, tracts, calendars and items for children.  I was very impressed and while I was getting my camera out to take a picture a couple came to the table and spent a long time talking with the lady.  I went up to her and told her that I was a Christian and that I was prayer-walking and wondered if I could pray for her.  She was very sweet and said she would allow me to pray and while I was praying, two children came up.  So I stopped praying and they both spoke English but were eager to take some of the items that she had.  She gave them some things in English.  I saw the parents and wondered where they were from since they spoke English and I learned that they were from Egypt!  We had a sweet conversation - one in which I felt like Jesus just wanted me love them through me.  It was so pleasant that at the end, the man was looking for his card so that I could stay with them if I ever visit Egypt.  Sadly, neither of us could find our business cards!  I was so pleased that the children had the Christain material.  After that, I was able to talk to a man from France and the lady at the table was busy talking to some other people.  It was fantastic.  Ministry broke out while we were praying.  Eventually, I was able to pray for her and take some pictures.

Bismarckstr. - Nov. 16

 I decided to combine several stations on this prayer-walk because they were in short distance of each other and on my previous prayer-walk I had passed two of them.  The combined stations are:
Sophie-Charlotte-Platz
Bismarcstr
Deutsche Oper
    Richard-Wagner-Platz

The cool old pictures were hanging in the  station and this one depicted a CROSS - which you don't see much of in Berlin!

I walked around the Deutsche Oper Building - which was huge and home to German Opera.  I prayed that operas about Jesus would be written.

After this, I came to what looked like the headquarters for the Church of Scientology.  Of course I prayed that the lies and control of this cult would be broken over the hearts and minds of the Germans.

As I walked on the Holy Spirit high-lighted a streets up ahead and said to walk to that point.  I did and then realized that once again I was coming to the Charlottenburg Rathaus but only from the opposite direction.  I decided that I was meant to pray over it once again.  I cast out every evil thing and declared that the Kingdom of Jesus would go into the place.  I prayed that the Holy Spirit would blow over and in to the building.

Charlottenburg Rathaus

After this I took a left turn and came to another old church.  It had been shared by Lutherans and Reformed.  I walked down one side of it and down the block when the Holy Spirit sent me back to walk completely around the building and pray for revival to come to the people who attend.

Luise Church