The Serial Killer in London, England
This is my story of how my Angels helped me when I was traveling in London on vacation years ago.
It was also the day I became a "reborn Christian". The musical, "Jesus Christ Superstar", was playing in one of the theaters on the Strand in London. I went in to see it. The London production of this musical was done in such good taste compared to the movie that was fabricated in the U.S.
When it came to the part of the play when they were singing and disparaging Jesus by claiming, "You are not the Christ! You are just a man!" I was deeply moved. To myself I said, "Oh yes He is." That was my first true acknowledgement of Jesus as the divine Son of God. My previous belief was that he was simply a teacher of his times. This revelation changed my life.
When I came out of the show, there was a nice young man performing an amusing act with trained pigeons in front of the theater. People were tossing him money for this. I stood watching and enjoying his performance.
When it was over, the young man came up to me and started talking to me. He recognized my American accent, and then he asked me where I was going. I told him I was going back to the pension where I was staying.
"Its after midnight, the buses and trains stop running after midnight," he told me. "Would you like a lift back? The taxis are very expensive." "How nice of you to offer," I told him. So he put his pigeons in a cage on top of his vehicle and we took off. Somewhere along the route, he got lost. He was angry at himself and said, "I cant understand this. I dont usually get lost like this." He took out a map and a flashlight and tried to see where we were. He was obviously very confused.
By this time it was almost 2:00am. Finally, he found my pension without figuring his way home. He was very nice to me, and then he let me out of the car. Not at any time did I have any feelings of fear. Furthermore, I never again thought about this episode until a few years ago when I started doing automatic writing and was in touch with my spirit guide. Then I was told of the danger I had been in by being with this young man in his car.
That seemingly nice man had murdered several young women, and had buried their bodies outside of London where he lived. My angels purposely got him lost and kept him driving around in wrong directions until it was TOO LATE in the night for him to carry out his plans with me. Until that time, I had never thought I was in such grave danger.
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