reply to post by jhill76
I know what it is that you seek. This may help, But, I implore you, to continue to seek your own answer!
This is a recount of how I found my answers....
I recall getting "saved" on several occasions as a child in my Mom's church. I even went forward, a few times in those summer church camps, that
our church provided. Every time that I would feel ashamed, I would let those who appeared sincerely concerned with my soul, to assist me in walking
their path. They would pray with me. And ask me how I felt afterwards. Of course my response, was what they expected of me. But on the inside, I felt
no different. Where was the epiphany, described of Jesus, when John baptized Him? There were no angels, or opening of my eyes, as I expected, each
time. Maybe I did it wrong? Maybe I was misled? Maybe none of it was real? I thought, maybe I should just give up. But God would have none of that...
My answers came with a simple request. I was in my 30's. I had been going through a lot of personal trials and tribulations. Many of which, had
manifested into physical ailments. My body was a wreck. I hadn't eaten in several days, for my inability to keep anything down. The doctors
prescribed this and that, as they hurried off to their next payment, I mean patient. Nothing was working. I was literally on death's door. There was
no doubt in my mind. It was coming. I began to fear for my soul! Was I prepared to meet my Maker? Had I successfully acquired an entry in the Book of
The following Sunday, I decided to brave the nausea, and forced myself to go to church. I must have looked like death warmed over, based on the
responses of those who saw me, there. When the altar call came, I pulled myself up and headed down the aisle. Brother Moffitt, our preacher
interrupted his beckoning of the unsaved, and came to my side. I briefly explained my condition and asked to be prayed for. He called on the Elders,
and requested a bottle of oil. I could feel every eye that was supposed to be closed, bearing down on me. Pastor annointed me, and all of the Elders
layed hands on me, each simultaneously, offering their sincerest prayer in their most powerful voice...
I can't describe fully, the Force, that began surging through my body. I know it was strong enough to diplace every tear that resided in my ducts. I
felt, a light that wasn't visible, but seemed to come from within, and filled the entire room. I would not have been surprised to hear everyone say
that I was glowing! I felt a strength, that I had NEVER felt, before. It was accompanied, by the most profound calm, that I had ever sensed before,
I had finally experienced the Ghost!
This feeling was compounded by my sudden and unexplainable appetite. I couldn't eat much when I returned home, but it was the tastiest can of cold
corn, in the world! And with the nourishment, so came my health and physical strength, back.
A few days later, I was sitting on a bench in the yard. Reflecting on the strangeness of recent days. I found myself in prayer, asking God, if what I
just came through was real? Was it Him, responding to my humility? Was it REAL? Would He please show me a sign, to confirm that it was His hand, that
cradled me, in my time of need?
At that very instant, A small bird flew down, from wherever it was perched and landed right beside me! Literally, inches from my hand. It turned and
cocked it's head to look me right in the eye! And I, instantly felt that same feeling that overwhelmed me at the altar, those few days ago!