By now, all of you should know of my stance in the importance of the Holy Spirit in our lives.
When I was first captured by Jesus, about 17 years ago, I was placed firmly in His grasp. He was my teacher and my comfort, my confessor, my guide, my heart, my conscience.
I was active in much to do with the church. I wrote what I heard from Him and shared with many these things. I was happy, for the first time in my life, full of joy from above. Those were the best days of my life.
I grew close to some, sharing my deepest feelings and my hearts desire for us in the Lord.
These took what I had said and twisted it out of its meaning, and caused me great shame and grief. I felt betrayed. Then, I had heart trouble, and things changed. I slipped away from walking with the Spirit. Oh, He was still there, and at times He would convict me. But I was not walking in Him.
Now, for His reasons, I am again wanting to walk in Him, to live in His light. This group is a part of that. Much more prayer is the most part.
I am amazed at His power to shape the heart that is open to Him, all over again, just as in the beginning.
If I am open and listening, He will show me in very definite ways, what I have done to displease Him, in a way which changes my heart from the inside, to despise that very action or thought. Literally despise them. If He convicts, it is in such a way that I hate the thing of conviction just as He does!
Today, I was shown this power again, stronger than ever. The tax man was by, and he asked me a simple question, how long was something. I fudged the number, just a little, in my behalf. The tax man knew, and then the Holy Spirit convicted me, and for the rest of today, He has been showing me the results of lies, any lies, and how much no lie can be of the truth. And He has changed my heart to see lies, all lies, as the hateful things that they are. And I am growing to hate lies, especially those that are in me, as He does.
I love the Holy Spirit.
When I was first captured by Jesus, about 17 years ago, I was placed firmly in His grasp. He was my teacher and my comfort, my confessor, my guide, my heart, my conscience.
I was active in much to do with the church. I wrote what I heard from Him and shared with many these things. I was happy, for the first time in my life, full of joy from above. Those were the best days of my life.
I grew close to some, sharing my deepest feelings and my hearts desire for us in the Lord.
These took what I had said and twisted it out of its meaning, and caused me great shame and grief. I felt betrayed. Then, I had heart trouble, and things changed. I slipped away from walking with the Spirit. Oh, He was still there, and at times He would convict me. But I was not walking in Him.
Now, for His reasons, I am again wanting to walk in Him, to live in His light. This group is a part of that. Much more prayer is the most part.
I am amazed at His power to shape the heart that is open to Him, all over again, just as in the beginning.
If I am open and listening, He will show me in very definite ways, what I have done to displease Him, in a way which changes my heart from the inside, to despise that very action or thought. Literally despise them. If He convicts, it is in such a way that I hate the thing of conviction just as He does!
Today, I was shown this power again, stronger than ever. The tax man was by, and he asked me a simple question, how long was something. I fudged the number, just a little, in my behalf. The tax man knew, and then the Holy Spirit convicted me, and for the rest of today, He has been showing me the results of lies, any lies, and how much no lie can be of the truth. And He has changed my heart to see lies, all lies, as the hateful things that they are. And I am growing to hate lies, especially those that are in me, as He does.
I love the Holy Spirit.