I walked into what appeared to be a classroom. Jewish men were standing around smiling and talking to each other. Some wore regular clothes, some wore suits, and some wore traditional orthodox clothing. As I walked around them, I could feel the overwhelming presence of God. I knew he was amongst his people even though they did not recognize him. I felt so happy that I spun around, feeling drunk by the holy spirit of God. One of the men came up to me and smiled.
The Presence of God Amongst His People