Wednesday, July 27, 2005

 

The Holy Spirit is REAL

Yes. The Holy Spirit is REAL. Trust me. HE IS REAL.

I went for the 6pm Foundation Truths 2 Bible study today. My cg is actually allocated to the 7.45pm slot.

Thanks to my most faithful reader, kAeJ.

I was chatting with her online in office the wholeday today, when she told me she knocks off at 6pm, but is leaving office at 5.30pm. So she told me that she's going for the 6pm bible study at YMCA (FYI, she's taking another BS. Not FT2.)

So I just had an idea that maybe I can also attend bible study at 6pm, since there's a slot at 6pm. I msn-ed Jason to ask him if I can go for that bible study. Guess what? He said that he intended to go for that too! Wow... Same flow? I would like to think that it is.

Anyway, never did I know that that simple prompting is from the Holy Spirit. We learnt how to be led by the Holy Spirit in today's lesson. I was actually late and a bit distracted because I was sending out smses to 100 over people. But God is still a good God. To tell you the truth, when I thought that maybe I could go for the earlier BS, my initial thought was that "so that I can go home earlier to rest and do all the stuff I need to do". I really didn't realise that it was from the Holy Spirit.

To cut the long story short, at the end of the preaching, Pst Audrey actually led an altar call. I responded to the altar call and Pst laid hands on everybody. I was pretty apprehensive to fall under the power of God (I could feel the presence of God all over me then, but I didn't fall.), so i stood there after she laid hands on me. After a while, she actually came back and spoke a word over my life. I cried like I've not cried for years (which is kind of true and the reason why I responded to altar call in the first place).

The Holy Spirit is real. He was all over me. He is all over me. Never did He leave me nor forsake me. How real and how true He is.

That's what I can say about the Holy Spirit. He is here. With me. Every moment, every day.



QUOTE: I saw the tears. I heard the cries. I know it all.

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