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.

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