Holy Ghost moment

So many things come to mind at this moment so lets start with, as a child and growing up we went through the doors of church at times but I never really knew who God was. I didn't learn this till I met Anthony and his mom. I was saved at 19. I remember hearing hell fire and so many scary things from revelations that I knew heaven is where I wanted to be. Being saved was a chance for me to do better but the real life changing moment was when I rededicated on Christmas Eve . That night I started my relationship with God. There is a difference, I meant it, I didn't just want a way to heaven for fear of hell I wanted to be apart of God, allow Him in, I wanted as I said that relationship. 

Which brings me to the Holy Spirit . Now remember I didn't grow up in church or even had a idea of what shouting was or being filled. Well let me tell you, at first site I didn't want any part of that, scared me so bad. I didn't understand, and I didn't want to. When that preacher at this revival we went to started touching people and they fell to the ground, I was looking for the door. I was thinking please don't come to me. 

As I learned more and experienced the Holy Spirit for myself, I cannot see how I ever lived with out it. It took me giving myself to God, letting go! though the whole Holy Ghost at first freaked me out, I get it now , the closeness and love you feel is like nothing else, it's just plain awesome. When I look back at some glorious times that touched me so much and helped to form my relationship with God I think about, seeing the people in my little country church. My mother in law and MaryNell would allow the spirit to fill them and it would spread over the rest of us. You could see it coming, my mother in law would start to bounce her leg and Marynell would have her eyes closed with her hands clasp at times, then just sit back because it was coming. Let the shouting begin. Such a blessing.

My father in law would fall in the spirit and just laugh, oh to here that conversation. My hubby while getting baptized, come out of the water shouting. Oh my gosh it was awesome at the faith these lovely people had in God. such great examples. We would march around the church building, anoint  people with oil and lay hands on them and pray till.. I've seen people healed including myself. I watched my son as a toddler roll all over the floor with his stomach, we all prayed, he got up looked at us like what's  going on, like nothing ever happened. 

I still believe in all these things. I believe God. Sometimes it's ok to look back to see what God has done and where we came from. I know that through my yelling, my doubt and numerous questioning, over and over at times. God is still here, never left never will. He has me in his hands, so when I choose to let go He will still be there. He knows my heart, He knows me that I'm His.  God has been and is good to me. There are many more moments like these that have changed my life, so more to come..