Was I the only one feeling it?
This past Sunday my face was wet with tears. My knees nearly buckled under the weight of what I was feeling. I looked around for a moment. Yes, there were others that sensed it too. It was the presence of the Holy Spirit. Thick. Sweet. Powerful.
Richard placed his hand on the man, a friend, standing next to him, and they began to pray.
Yes, they felt it too.
Friends, I don’t know about you but I’ve been desperate to find my way back to the empowering presence of the Holy Spirit. It’s not that he’s gone anywhere. He lives in me. He lives in you.
There’s just been so many distractions.
It’s a crazy smart plot, if you think about it — stirring and distracting believers until they are sidetracked and oblivious to the power waiting for each of us. [Read more…]