This morning when I got to work, I was suddenly filled with an incredible sense of appreciation for The Holy Spirit in my life. He is ever so wonderful, so gentle with me. I am so stubborn sometimes, so cold and distant. I don't always do what I am supposed to do or act the way a child of God should. Yet, He still finds a way to reach out to me. He makes His way through the crowd, through the clutter in my mind, through the enclosed area of my heart. He loves me that much.
I was also overcome by...pain. I started hurting for the souls out there. I cried warm tears for the homeless, the bound, the trapped, the hurting, the unbelieving...the lost creatures of The Almighty God. I asked God to fill me with boldness and love so that I can preach the Gospel (in season and out of season, with words and acts). Sometimes we forget that the Gospel has power to change lives forever.
I am no longer the same. God is really working fast in these days. No longer do things take a while to manifest from spiritual realm to the natural realm. I say a prayer and in no more than a week it is answered. Of course not all prayers take less than a week but 90% of them do.
And He is so vocal as well. He speaks. Its amazing that not too long ago I used to wonder if I could ever hear God properly. Now, He says something and You know, without a shadow of doubt, that He just spoke to you. Its amazing. I think it has more to do with...grace. He is faithful.
On Sunday, the pastor received in her spirit that she should lay hands on me for my prophetic gift to open up some more. Since then, I have been having dreams and words and information has kinda been dropping in my head (or spirit?). I don't know how to explain. All I know is that I am different.
I feel that now, more than ever before, I have to immerse myself in the Word. I have to know my Bible. This is to make sure that my visions pass through the word, are approved by the word and are not deception.
Also, I have to meditate on humility and meekness. The worst thing to happen is when we rely so much on our gifts to an extent that we think we can command our own power to execute our own will. We become too proud because we allow our identity to be defined by our gifts and we stop listening to God. We exalt the gift above The Giver.
God I pray for wisdom, for meekness, for love, for a hunger of You....
May I see the world (and life) through Your eyes
May I long for what You long for
May I be a channel, an instrument, a vessel in Your hands
(oh, I forgot: I was reading a book about how someone was sick and lying on their deathbed when they received Christ and got healed. While reading the story, these words came to me, ' Something terrible is going to happen to Nicole (my buddhist boss). She is going to be in a desperate situation and she is not going to know what to do, despite all her efforts. She will be in such a tight corner and no money, philosophy, religion or any of man's efforts is going to be able to help her. She will at that time have to forget about all that she has ever heard about Religion and God. She will have to, like an innocent child, cry out to an Unknown God, a God who is above all and controls everything. She will have to ask (beg) for a breakthrough, for Divine intervention. She will have to meet and accept Christ in order to live.' Now, to be honest, I dont know if that was just my thoughts or God is telling me this for a fact. It might have been influenced by what I was reading. I have been praying for her salvation. I am writting this down so that time may prove what this is - prophecy or mere human thoughts. It is going to teach me a lot about 'hearing from God'. I did, however, get intense feeling of sadness and fear for her life. I was in a taxi and my eyes welled up with tears. Lets see what happens.)
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