So Sunday was an interesting one... ALWAYS! Life before Jesus sure was boring!
Anyway, this morning I got to church, the music was awesome, prayer before service was great, and worship was incredible. Pastor preached on ... hmmmm What did he preach on?
Oh that's right the Goodness of God. Somehow he got off on a tangent about intimacy with God, I think, or at least my brain did. By the end of the service and several promptings by the Holy Spirit, I got on my knees at the altar and recommitted myself to walking this walk with Him. As I sat there in His presence, I saw myself the first time I came to that altar. Broken and Submitted. Somewhere I lost that along the way. God spoke to my heart and said that it would be like that again. That as I submitted to Him that fire and the miracles would come back, that they would be more abundant than before. That my passion that had grown cold would be reignited. I had more peace in those few moments than I think I have ever experienced. Thank You Father for never giving up on me, and never letting me go or even step back for more than a few minutes.
Barb and I prayed with a lady who had dropped a treadmill on her foot and it was bruised and swollen and as we began to pray and speak the word over that foot we saw the swelling go almost completely away and more than 50% of the bruising left completely! Praise GOD!
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