It was the weekend before Easter 2005. I had been reading my bible and I read of how Jesus, after being lifted to heaven, sent the Holy Spirit to his disciples and they all began to speak in a different tounge. I remember being intrigued by this and that very night I prayed to God, that if it was his will, that he would bless me with this gift. This was on a Friday. The following day I was participating in a Men’s Retreat and I was asked if I could give a talk regarding God’s Love to which I did. After the talks were done we then proceeded to walk towards the church for a service. As I approached the church entrance there was another entrance to the Sanctuary. I opened the door and as soon as I walked in I was in front of the Terbanacle were the Eucharist is Stored. All of a sudden I felt a strong presence that radiated all through my body and I immediately fell to the floor with my arms stretched as if I was on a cross. Then immediately after that I began to pray in tounge and what I was praying was “God I give my life to you.” There were many people there who witnessed this. That day I was baptized in the Holy Spirit and I gave my life to Jesus. Amen
Thank you for sharing these post and, you are not alone to ask God a bad thing like take my life or worse you are NOT real. get away from me.
The thing is, God’s Grace is huge.
Instead of punishing me, I walked 3 days in the Spirit with Joy that only the Holy Spirit can give.
Thank you again for sharing.
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Amen
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Well done my good and faithful servant, Amen my brother.
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Thank you for sharing this moment with us, Marco. I appreciate your presence at Spirituality Without Borders.
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Thank you Rita. It was a very interesting journey, to say the least, filled with suffering and Joy. May God continue to Bless You.
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