…In October of 1980 1 flew to Finland for a series of meetings. It was six years after I had the vision in Germany. Within eleven days I spoke twenty-‐ nine times. At the end I felt squeezed like a lemon. On the last day of this trip, I sat completely exhausted in the office of Rauno, a friend of mine in the central part of Finland. If it had been possible, I would have flown home immediately. I just did not want to speak any more. What was I supposed to say after all these days? I groaned, 'Jesus, I am at the end of myself. Give me words for tonight.' Next to me on the wall was a big map of Finland. Suddenly I saw a fire break out exactly on the border of Russia and Finland. A real fire with flames and smoke. I was wide-‐awake. I looked around me. Where could I get water to quench the fire? But the map did not burn up. Fascinated, I watched the action. 'Jesus, what is happening?' I asked. Again that quiet well-‐known voice spoke into my heart, 'Do you remember the vision in 1974? How could I have forgotten all that! Then I saw the same vision in front of my eyes again. But this time my attention was drawn to more details. I realized, in particular, that the Jews of the northwestern part of Russia did not move towards the great highway via Poland to Western Europe. 'Lord, why don't they get on that highway?' His answer was, 'These Jews will come to freedom through Finland. In My grace I will give them the chance to be a blessing to my beloved people.' `Jesus, what shall I do with this new vision?' I asked, deeply moved. `Haven't you asked Me for a word for tonight's meeting? Here it is. Go and tell this message to the Finnish people!' …"