FROM SORCERER
TO SOUL-WINNER FOR CHRIST
I was born in the
state of Minas Gerais in the city of Carangola. Around the age of
10-11, I ran away to Rio de Janeiro by hiding under a seat on a
train.
Once in the Rio
station, I found myself alone. I who was from a little provincial
found myself lost in such a big city. Very quickly I met other street
children with whom I formed friendships. Then we took the bus to the
beach. This is where we slept. We made our home on the beach. We
mainly ate seafood that we caught and cooked on the site.
The other street
children managed to steal a shoe polish kit for me. I went to a
nearby town where I worked as a shoe shiner. I accumulated a few
pennies and I managed to buy something to eat. But after a while, my
shoe polish kit was also stolen. I then took public transport,
with no specific destination in mind. The bus passed towards the
Maracanã, then in front of a military college. I went down to the
front of the college and looked at the facade. On the portal there
was a note announcing the opening of registrations and that children
of civilians were also accepted.
I wondered if I
should not enroll in this military college. But I did not have the
basics of primary education. In my city, I stayed only a few months in
primary school. I didn't like schooling and now I didn't have the
capacity to move forward.
However, the idea of
having a place to eat and sleep motivated me when I saw soldiers
leaving college. I accosted one of them to give me details on what to
do to pass the entrance exam. It was Lieutenant Luis.
"Sir, can you
help me pass the test to enter this college?”
"What is your
grade level?”
"Ah… none…”
"Ah… it's
hard eh.”
But something
touched him about me. He sat down and took out some sheets of his
binder and offered me a notebook where he wrote down everything I
needed to know for the test. He encouraged me to study a lot to get
there. He really explained a lot to me.
"Well, there
you have it, you're going to study and you're going to try your luck,
okay?!”
"Okay.”
We said goodbye and
he took his road. After a few minutes, he came back to me, to ask me
where I lived. I told him I didn't have a home. He asked me to follow
him home. When he got home, his wife, a very beautiful woman, was
waiting for him in front of the house gate. At that time, the women
took their shower before the arrival of the husband. They waited in
front of the house to kiss him and welcome him etc.
Then she turned to
me asking her husband, "Where did you find that?”
She called me
"that." He explained to him that he had found me in front
of the college door. He explained to her my situation by asking her
to help me. She then walked towards me to kiss me on the forehead,
welcoming me. Once in their house, she sent me to the bathroom and
asked me to take off my old clothes. She washed me, rubbed me with
soap until I was clean. She had two boys about my age, she gave me
their clothes.
At the table, I
tried to behave well. It had been a long time since I had had a
decent meal.
During the meal, she
looked at me and said, "You, in another incarnation, you were my
son, that's why I'm loving you.”
In my head, I was
thinking that no matter who I was the son of, the most important
thing for me at the time was that I had food to eat. She repeated
that sentence again and I nodded while focusing on the food.
At the end of the
meal, she put a bed in her sons' room and that's how I lived with
them. I was studying, her children helped me. She was my home
teacher, she taught me everything, she also helped me a lot
psychologically.
The exam was to take
place in July. The day before the exam, the lieutenant arrived happily
and took me aside to tell me that the exam would go very well. Then
he started to write down all the questions and answers for the exam.
He asked me to hide this in my clothes during the exam. On the day of
the exam, he gave me instructions on how to copy the answers he
wrote. I had to sit in the middle. The sergeant who supervised the
exam knew that the vacant place in the middle of the room was mine.
He again asked me several times not to worry. Everything went as he
had planned. After the test, I went to the canteen where he was
waiting for me. He asked me if everything went well. Then he asked me
to go home and rest, he had to correct a few copies.
As soon as I
returned, his wife was waiting for me very happy. She told me that
from the house, she felt that everything was going well for me. She
felt the right answers that I wrote because her "protector"
was taking care of me. A few days later, the results came out. The
lieutenant came back telling me that I had been received. The
following week I was going to enter college.
As I was not the son
of a soldier, I had to pay for my studies, and I paid for them by
performing various tasks. They first put me in the kitchen. After
cooking I changed jobs to the patio. The officers' shoes were
polished on the patio. After the patio, I was a sentry.
One evening while I
was guarding one of the college entrances, the lieutenant approached
me to tell me that he would replace me because he wanted to take me
somewhere. After having dinner at his house with his family, he told
me that we all had to go somewhere. We went to a place that appeared
to be a religious place.
When we entered
everyone was seated around a large table. We seemed to be expected.
When the manager saw me, he stood up and said, "I'm glad you're
here, I've been looking for you for 200 years.”
I was surprised. He
was a military admiral. He chatted with other officials, then came
back to me, asking me to change. They dressed me head to toe in
white. From there, I received training as a spiritual doctor.
After 15 days I knew
how to operate spiritually. It is not an operation on someone's
physical body, but on the spirit. I was able to open, cut and sew,
all of this spiritually. After some time they asked me to switch to
Umbanda (powerful branch of occultism). They offered me a briefcase
and I had to go for this training on a Friday, which is Exu (great
spirit) day.
When I arrived, the
Exu named 7 Caveiras (7 skulls) was waiting for me smoking a big
cigar and drinking pure alcohol. He told me that he had been looking
for me for a very long time. Once inside, he asked me to change. Then
in a room, the spirit threw me against the wall, then on the floor,
several times, but I didn't feel anything. I received spirits in me
while he was doing this. When he finished, I was ready.
A few weeks later, I
was a medium. My "head" was ready. I started to work. My
guides, or rather as I know today, my demons, were powerful. In a
short time, I was the president of this center. It was at this time
that they sent me to the African continent to "do my head,"
then to Haiti, for the same reason.
In Africa,
specifically in Angola, they “made my face” by opening the back
of my skull to place a golden ball. Then they placed a silver plaque
in each leg for me. I was ready. I started my life as “Pai de
Santo” (priest, in witchcraft).
I wasn't a
charlatan, I was a living witch doctor, I only worked for those who
could pay. I only received high authorities. I opened 173 witchcraft
centers.
I was also training
new wizards. The test to test their basic power was a hot oil bath.
The candidate had to wash his hands there. If he burned himself,
everything stopped for him. If he did not burn himself, he could be
trained. Many did not even dare to approach the oil, they gave up
before trying. There were a few who had the power to dip their hands
in boiling oil. For this level of requirement, I was highly
respected, well known in Sao Paulo, Rio, Porto Alegre, Belo
Horizonte, Bahia, and several places in the State of Bahia in
general. I was then evolving within the Umbanda.
I have scars all
over my arm because I gave my blood to the devil on the 1st Fridays
of the month at midnight. I went to the cemetery, the Devil entered
my body. He cut my wrists, blood flowed, he laughed. When I only had
plasma coming out, he called another sorcerer to take me to the hospital. At the hospital, I was known for this regular blood ritual. They stitched up my
wounds and transfused me. During the blood transfusion, the Devil
still appeared in the hospital to drink the blood. I was really his
slave.
But someone was
praying for me. That person prayed for 25 years for me. I'm not
talking about the fragile little prayer, the prayers that are done
more for our own benefits than for God's interests. I'm talking about real prayer. I mistreated
her, I hit this person. But she said to me, “My Redeemer is alive!”
And she was praying for me, she was really seeking my
salvation in prayer. This woman was my biological mother whom I had
found in the meantime.
One day I was at
Portela samba school where there was a meal. A little one approached
me to ask for help. I thought he wanted something to eat or some
silver coins. He told me he didn't want the meal or some coins. He
wanted me to help him pay for his school materials for the start of
the school year because he was poor. I asked him to come back at the
same time the next day. He came back, I took the car and we went to
buy him his school materials and a bicycle for his trips to school.
Then I took him back to his home. His mom offered me coffee. I befriended this
little one for no reason. It was the start of God's work.
In my mind, I
adopted him. I became his guardian and I had resolved that this
little one would not beg from anyone anymore. I told his mother, if
the little one needed anything, she had to phone me and I would bring
it. Whenever I traveled, I always brought him a present.
One day when I was
at their house, I asked him to pick up a gift in my car. He told me
he didn't want any more presents. As I was taken aback, he told me he
would accept my gift if I accepted his. I told him he didn't have to
give me anything since he was poor. He insisted on telling me that it
was a special gift, a treasure map, a very precious treasure. I was
curious, I accepted. He ran into the bedroom, then came back with a
large envelope that he wanted to give me if I promised to run after
this treasure. I shook his hand, promising him to go hunting for this
treasure. When he finally deigned to give me the envelope, I saw that
there was an invitation there to attend the testimony of a former
witch, Otília Pontes. She was the wife of General Luis Pontes, who
was my teacher!
I did not understand
anything. The little one told me that if I came, they would give me a
treasure, something reserved just for me. I got mad because I had
never set foot in a church, I didn't like the church. He reminded me
of my promises, I had to accept.
On the day of the testimony, we had
an accident with my car. I told the little one that we couldn't go to
church anymore. He insisted that we take a taxi. I told him I had no
money, he told me, "I know you have some.”
We took the taxi and
we had an accident on a bridge. After that, we took 5 more taxis,
because all one after the other had an accident. The 5th taxi had an
accident which threw us into a cemetery. When we got up, the little
one told me that we had to go to church and that the Devil would not
win.
I was stunned. The
little one was still telling me that even if we were all broken, we
had to go collapse and die in the church. The last taxi stopped in
front of us without being flagged down by us. It took us but ended up
crashing under a truck. The car was in a bad state. I was sure the
little one was dead. But I heard his voice say, "I am not dead!”
They got him out of
the wreckage and the only thing he had in mind was the church. I
wanted to take him to the hospital but he didn't want to know
anything, as if some power was pushing him to accomplish this goal.
The little one was hurt, but he was holding me by the side of the
waist.
A man in a suit arrived in a black car, he wanted to know what
was going on. I explained that we had had 7 successive accidents and
that the little one did not want to go to the hospital. He asked us
to get into his car, he would drive us to church.
This man was a
pastor. Once in his car, the pastor started looking up, then down and
to the sides while saying things that I did not understand. Then he
suddenly started yelling at the Devil and daring him to tell him to
stop. I had chills, I was sure he was going to be beaten. I thought
he was lost, he was screaming, screaming all along.
Before I knew it,
we were in front of the church. Barely inside, someone picked up the
child and took him to the hospital. I was seated, I was welcomed.
They were all happy, they were all smiling, not only to me but
spontaneously to everyone. I was dirty from the accidents. I looked
unpresentable.
The woman began to
speak. I remember it as if it were yesterday. She was talking about
Revelation 22:12-15 And, behold, I come quickly; and My reward is
with Me, to give every man according as his work shall be. 13 I am
Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.
14 Blessed are they that do His commandments, that they may have
right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into
the city. 15 For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and fornicators,
and murderers, and idolaters, and whoever loves and makes a lie.
I was everything
this woman read. I'm a murderer and I'm a liar and I'm a sorcerer
(witch doctor). I'm whatever she's reading. What am I doing here?! I
wanted to leave.
It looked like this woman had heard my thoughts as
she cried out, "There is hope for these people if they wash
their clothes in the Blood of the Lamb!”
I thought they were
asking me to physically undress to wash my clothes in blood. My
spirit guide encouraged me to flee from there. As I had a gun with
me, he asked me to start shooting around so that the faithful would panic and I could
leave (without them praying that I would stay).
The woman knew what
was going on because she shouted, "You have no power in this
place. Here the One who commands is the Holy Spirit of God.”
I thought to myself
that if there was a fire, everyone would run out. When I thought to
set the place on fire, she screamed before I did, "In the name
of Jesus I bind you!”
I laughed, I said to
myself, “Who is this woman to believe that she can tie me up? I
need to show her who I am, maybe she doesn't know me.”
"You are bound
in the name of Jesus!”
I don't know this
"Jesus" who wants to tie me up! I put my hand on my head,
it was a way of calling my guide (spirit). He again asked me to run
away, but I realized I couldn't.
The woman then said
aloud, "I bind the spirit that is with you, I bind you in the
name of Jesus!”
But who is this
woman to even bind my guide?! I couldn't believe it for I was very
macho. The spirit told me that he was bound and that he could not
move anymore. He was on the ground, lying like a dog. I made up my
mind to summon two very powerful spirits. The two colossal spirits
arrived. I was happy and sure they would show this woman their power. I
thought they were going to set this place on fire.
When these
colossal spirits advanced to the 3rd row in the church, an angel came down
from the roof with a sword. When he commanded them to stop, they both
found themselves pinned down on the floor.
I did not understand
how this rather thin angel could subdue these two colossal demons. I
was beginning to understand the power of this Jesus.
The woman
started again, encouraging me to drop witchcraft by talking about
Jesus, "Jesus is the greatest guide in the universe. He is the
rock, the force, the power.”
The more she spoke,
the smaller I felt. She spoke again and here I was with my hands
raised, being led to the altar by unseen forces in front of this woman. The whole
church got up, the choir began to sing. The woman came down from the
pulpit. I was converted by this woman. She told me that she had come
prepared for this work, before kissing me.
I began to hear the excited voices of the people of the neighborhood clamoring to enter the church because some faithful came out to spread the news that a wizard was being
converted. Many knew me as a practicing sorcerer.
My little one also came back, with bandages
all over his body. He managed to make his way and approached me. I
told him that I had accepted Jesus.
He told me, "You're
not my friend anymore! Today you are my brother!”
People were kissing
me, some just wanted to touch me to see if I were real. I went home,
I told my mother that I had accepted Jesus.
She replied, "I
know my Redeemer is alive!”
In the evening when
I went to bed at my mother's house, the Devil tried to come and talk
to me, but I rejected him using the same words as the woman in the
church. I slept like a baby afterward. The next day I went home and got
rid of everything. As I was also a soldier, I went to the barracks
and returned my weapon and my clothes.
The lieutenant
ridiculed me, "You too have given in to this trick of becoming a
Christian?!”
I said yes. He told
me again that I could be a Christian while serving the army. I told
him that I didn't want any more weapons and I wanted to serve God
alone. I got rid of a lot of things. I was like naked, I was starting
from scratch.
One day an angel
came to me. He told me that he had a mission for me and that I should
follow him. I took some meager effects in a suitcase. I went out
telling myself that I was going to take the bus, "Lord tell me
where I should go!”
I walked towards a
square, then towards a highway. Normally travel buses don't stop on
the highway, it's forbidden, but this one stopped and I got in. He
asked for my ticket, I didn't have one. He asked me why I hadn't
bought a ticket? I told him I didn't have one and that it was my
Father who made him stop to take me.
He asked me if I had
money, and I didn't. He asked me what was my Father's name. I said
that it was God and that it was Jesus who had commanded me to stop on
the road. He just asked me to sit down, there was only one vacant
place left.
I told him, "You
see? This place was prepared for me.”
I was behind the
conductor. He explained to me that he had left the church for 16
years. I replied that I was not aware of that but Jesus knows that
and that was why He used him to let me get up the bus to talk to him
about Jesus.
Further on I got
off. The driver asked me if I was sure because there was nothing
there, no habitation, nothing, but I knew that I had to get down
there, God was asking me. The driver did not insist, he simply told
me, "God bless you!”
I was in a dark,
remote place, with my suitcase, only one change of clothes and a
Bible. I wondered what I was going to do. I sat down when I saw a
fiery hand across the road. I ran to get myself under this hand and I
said, "Lord, I'm here!
He motioned for me
to head down a small path, which I did. It was very late at night. I
walked until I found myself on a hill, below was the city. I said,
"What should I do?”
He told me, "You
enter this city, to talk about Me! You will preach!”
In the morning I
started knocking on doors. No one wanted to hear about Jesus, people
closed their doors in my face. Nobody wanted to talk to me. At night
I wondered where I was going to sleep. I saw a tree in the forest, I
decided to spend the night under its foliage. The next day it was
still the same thing. For 3 days, I did not meet anyone who wanted to
hear about Jesus.
I hadn't eaten
anything, I had no money, no one had even given me a banana. I laid
down, looked up to the sky, and saw an eagle. The eagle landed on a
branch near me.
When it landed it
turned into a demon. He told me, "Look what you have become…
you were rich and now you are starving under this tree like a madman
that nobody wants. Is that what your Jesus is offering you? What did
you eat? Nothing? You are worse than an animal. Throw this Bible away and I'll prepare your return. I'll take care of you, we'll leave
together.”
With all these
rejections and especially the hunger, I reflected. I am there alone
in the forest, nobody wants to listen to me, nobody wants me ... but
I rebelled against him, "Satan, let me go, I don't want anything
from you, go away!
He left. I got down
on my knees to thank God for this victory because he did leave me
alone. When I finished thanking God, I had a vision in heaven. I saw
two angels, each holding a piece of the cloth. They
came down to my level and they put the sheet next to me.
One of them
approached me and held me by the shoulder, "Get up! The Lord has
ordered you to be fed!”
I was so weak ... so
hungry I looked at the sheet; there was all I wanted to eat! I ate,
firmly believing it was a vision. So one of the angels approached me
again to see if I was satisfied enough. I said yes, rubbing some food
on my clothes to see if it was really a vision. The angels left with
their things and I saw them go up towards the sky which opened and
then it closed again on them. When I was alone, I looked at my
clothes to see if there were any traces of food. There were traces! I then understood that it was not a vision. I started dancing
and praising God who had given me food from Heaven. What a privilege!
The next day, no one
still wanted to hear me, but I was in a different state of mind.
After a few days, I approached a house, in the middle of a sugar cane
field. I was bullied by a gentleman with his sickle. When I explained
to him that I was coming to talk about Jesus, he let me know that he
had already killed two missionaries. He told me that his sick and
elderly mother-in-law couldn't get out of bed, he took care of all
her needs. His wife was tired of taking care of her.
So he made me the proposal, "Either you ask your God to kill her which will
relieve us, or you ask your God to heal her, which will help us!
Otherwise, you too will end up with your head cut off like the other
two missionaries.”
I then prayed,
telling God, that it was up to Him to choose whether I should come
out of this house with or without a head.
So the lady had to
die or be healed for me to come out of this situation alive. I was
shown to her room. I knelt down and then I started talking about
Jesus.
I was explaining the
love of God, the power of Jesus to liberate, to resuscitate, to send
the Holy Spirit. I was only talking about that. For 4 days, I was
only talking about God and His Son Jesus.
Then the lady got up from
the bed. She looked at me. Then she walked alone to the kitchen to
bring me a drink. I remained on my knees with my eyes closed. I
glorified God for this miracle after 4 days at the bedside of this
lady.
It was the first
experience, my first mission for God led by God. The gentleman
approached me and asked me to rest at his place, making sure that I
could stay at his place as long as I wanted. I was exhausted, I had
slept on the ground during these 4 days. I then fed myself and slept
in a room.
A few hours later, I
hear the noises of voices. I approached the gate and I notice that
there is a small crowd and the man said to them, "The "man
of God" is sleeping, do not worry, as soon as he is up, he will
heal everyone! Do not make noise, the "man of God" is
sleeping!”
I got scared. This
man was putting me in a difficult position. As I thought about it, I
remembered my mother's words, "I know my Redeemer is alive!"
I took a towel and after washing up in the toilet, I grabbed my Bible
when I heard, "The "man of God" is standing! That's
it, he will heal you all! Be quiet!”
I looked, I said to
myself, "Voila… the test of fire!”
I opened the Bible
in front of them, "For God so loved the world, that He gave His
only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish,
but have everlasting life." John 3:16.
Eternal life is
obedience, it is faith, it is salvation, it is love, it is the spirit
that God gives us. And you offer this spirit to lies, witchcraft,
idolatry ...
I was preaching,
there was a Catholic priest with a handicap in one leg. I commanded
him to let go of his stick and walk towards me. He walked normally.
Others came and were healed. Everyone wanted me to go to their place
for a drink or a meal afterward. But the man of the house forbade me
to leave his house. I had to stay sequestered there.
A few days
later, the priest fled and abandoned his church. So I started my
first worship in this church after removing all the statues. This is
how I started my career as a pastor. I was able to leave this man's
house afterward. The man who hosted me had become a Christian.
What God wants is
for us to believe. He wants us to have the courage to preach and
believe in the Truth. But today we only preach what is pleasing to
us. We only talk about prosperity to the people. The prosperity that
Jesus wants is SALVATION. It is spiritual prosperity. Today we have
lost sight of biblical reality.
I “made my face”
in 25 countries, I had to go to 25 different countries to become a
great witch doctor and serve the Devil. I gave a lot to the Devil,
but Jesus accepted me with the only clothes I had on my body. I have
never asked for money from anyone. I have never begged from the
faithful. But today I see pastors charging money for prayers and for
teachings. They make the house of God, a house of business. In
churches they want people to bear witness to the goods God has given
them, people stand up to bear witness to the material prosperity that
God has given them. But this is not Salvation. Where is Salvation?
Why don't we preach obedience and salvation more, instead of material
prosperity?
Pastor! God wants
you to walk by faith and preach the truth in your local
church. Drop the mask. The church is not a place for those who seek
to be enriched materially; it is a place where we enrich ourselves
spiritually.
I was in a hotel in
Porto Alegre where I was to preach. In my hotel room, the Devil has
manifested himself. He told me that I could be a pastor and believe
in Jesus. But he would give me everything I wanted, riches, if I
accepted his program. He didn't want me to preach about Jesus or the
Truth. This is the work of Satan, he makes the programming, the
content of the teachings of certain pastors.
The Devil has no
power, but he has a lot of strength. All power has been given to
Jesus, the Devil no longer has any. In Christ, you are more powerful
than he.
When I served the
Devil, in a meeting with demons, which many other people attended,
there was a lot of discussion about how to attack couples. It was
necessary to sow discord, because the discord within the couple,
produces dissatisfaction and hardships of all kinds including
financial hardships. Then it was necessary to encourage the attack by
affecting health. So the whole household can be destabilized.
You must seek Jesus.
Jesus said, "Come to Me." It is an invitation that many
decline, yet He says, "Come to Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28. It is therefore through
Him that you will fight these attacks which you do not always know
exist. The Bible reveals the way of God but the adversary spends his
time developing strategies to succeed in deconstructing and
destroying you.
"The thief
comes only to steal, kill and destroy." John 10:10
If you come to
Jesus, your load and your fatigue will be lightened, your life will
be more clarified because Jesus is light and life, life in
abundance. To put an end to the works of the Devil, the solution is
Jesus. As long as the Demon attacks your life, throw yourself at
Jesus' feet. If you let the Devil do it, you will become human
trash, because it is his project, it is his goal for you.
If my mom didn't
pray for me, I would be toast. I was already a demon, even physically I
looked less and less like a human. I had abnormal long hair and my
face was strange. The more I advanced in evil, the more I physically
resembled certain demons. But prayer, the prayer of one person,
brought me out of hell where I had already set foot. Yet the more
people prayed for me, the more I attacked, which has never
discouraged true Christians, those who really want your soul to return to God without regard for their own safety. God is powerful,
selfless prayer has real power. On Earth, nothing belongs to you,
your place and your goods are high there in Heaven. Do not
necessarily run after miracles, Satan also knows how to produce them.
Stay in the simplicity and purity of Christ. Think about your family,
your home, you have the right to be happy, happy in Christ, Jesus is
your happiness. Enter into the joy of your master, He is alive!
God's ear is holy,
your mouth must be holy when you pray.
Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever things are true, whatever things are
honest, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever
things are lovely, whatever things are of good report; if there be
any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
Matthew 25:21 His
lord said to him, Well done, you good and faithful servant: you have
been faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many
things: enter you into the joy of your lord.
I would like you to
think about this picture. You pray and an angel brings this prayer to
God. When he comes back with the answer in due time, he finds you
angry, drunk or in some other sin. The angel goes back to where he
came from without giving you what was planned for you. You pray again
and the same thing happens again ... over and over ... Remain in
holiness, and if you sin, hurry to repent, may God not find you far
from Him.
Daniel 10:10 And,
behold, an hand touched me, which set me on my knees and on the palms
of my hands. 12 Then said he to me, Fear not, Daniel: for from the
first day that you did set your heart to understand, and to chasten
yourself before your God, your words were heard, and I am come for
your words.
Jeremiah 17:5 Thus
said the LORD; Cursed be the man that trusts in man, and makes flesh
his arm, and whose heart departs from the LORD.
Isaiah 33:22 For the
LORD is our judge, the LORD is our lawgiver, the LORD is our king; he
will save us.
Genesis 16:8 ... from where came you? and where will you
go?
Jeremiah 33:3 Call
to me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things,
which you know not.
John 3:8 The wind
blows where it wants, and you hear the sound thereof, but can not
tell from where it comes, and where it goes: so is every one that is
born of the Spirit.
Deuteronomy 4:29 But
if from there you shall seek the LORD your God, you shall find Him,
if you seek Him with all your heart and with all your soul.
Matthew 23:8-10 But
be not you called Rabbi: for one is your Master, even Christ; and all
you are brothers. 9 And call no man your father on the earth: for one
is your Father, which is in heaven. 10 Neither be you called masters:
for one is your Master, even Christ.
