Baptism of the Holy Spirit.

For the longest time this has always put a little of fear into my heart. I would see these Christians who have been Baptised in the Holy Spirit and all of the them seemed, well kinda crazy. I believe that the craziest and scariest thing for me was the gift of tongues. Thinking of this, I go to Acts and the Day of Pentecost of where the Holy Spirit came and Paul and the apostles where given the gift of tongues. They were able to speak in languages that they did not know. WOW!!! And the people around them thought they were drunk. LOL.

This past sunday night at our prayer service, one of the elders wife came up to me and asked if I wanted to receive the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. Not wanting to miss out on anything that God has planned for me, I said yes. So her husband came and prayed for me and before I knew it I was muttering/speaking in tongues and praising God. I wasnt in that building for that moment and I was with my Savior. Praising His name. I had a feeling come over me that I had never felt before.

Before all of this happened, I was feeling so blue and down. That week prior, I made a phone call that would change my Easter Weekend. It was one of the hardest things that I ever had to do. I told my parents not to come out to Goodland Kansas to visit, because of their financial situation. And this killed me more than I thought it would. I got off the phone and went to my friend, my mentor, my "mother" Bobbie and cried my heart out. Which I hardly ever do. Sunday night prior to praying I was feeling so blue and down and crying like a baby again. I started to feel anger and disappointment.

But once again my God was faithful and came to my rescue and held me as I cried. As i was sitting there a little girl named Olivia came up and touched my leg to see if i was okay. At that moment I truly felt that it was the hand of God and Him telling me that everything was going to to be okay, although the storm were coming in and the skies were becoming black.

He rescued me, like He has always done and always will do. In Psalms 31:2-3 Turn your ear to listen to me; rescue me quickly. Be my rock of protection, a fortress where I will be safe. you ar my rock and my fortress. For the honor of your name, lead me out of this danger.

Tonight as I write this, I know that although the skies arent as sunny as they have been, that everything will be okay and that in time He will bring His perfect plan into motion. And each night I become one day closer to that day. This is what has been on my heart this past week.