I'm on a new journey. I can't say how devoted I will be or how long I could possibly last or if the results will even mean anything.. but today I made a proposal in my ENG120H class while we were discussing possible paper topics for this research paper assignment.
I told the class I was going to write about how Jesus really did exist, putting aside his claims and claims of his miracles being true. I told them I was going to write about Jesus actually once existing, once walking on this earth, once breathing this air that is so available to us.
I'm super nervous. I don't even want to analyze the stares I got, even from my professor. Do they think that I am crazy? I just felt so much conviction to write about that topic, that I wouldn't want to write or research about anything else. And I am truly curious about this topic. Maybe I should have been more humble in proclaiming my topic to the class, but I was just so excited. God, please help me. I'm not even sure if I'll stick to this topic because of how difficult it will be. But God, please help me. Please show me you want me to write this paper about You.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Holy Spirit
Shared another testimony last night. The Holy Spirit was definitely there with me.
The is the third time I strongly felt the Holy Spirit. But this time I actually recognize that it is the H.S. It keeps me up like a child. My heart is pumped and excited. The H.S. gives me amazing fluency in my expressions and words.
Last night, I was a messenger. The words were like magic. I can't stop remembering, but I don't want to stop remembering either. I'm hearing them over and over again in my mind. Like confirmation, people came up to tell me they were touched, that they felt my vulnerability, that my words really sunk in deep. I am so glad God was able to use me. Of course God is able to do anything, but I mean that I am so glad that I am useful to the One who doesn't need me.
The is the third time I strongly felt the Holy Spirit. But this time I actually recognize that it is the H.S. It keeps me up like a child. My heart is pumped and excited. The H.S. gives me amazing fluency in my expressions and words.
Last night, I was a messenger. The words were like magic. I can't stop remembering, but I don't want to stop remembering either. I'm hearing them over and over again in my mind. Like confirmation, people came up to tell me they were touched, that they felt my vulnerability, that my words really sunk in deep. I am so glad God was able to use me. Of course God is able to do anything, but I mean that I am so glad that I am useful to the One who doesn't need me.
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