9:14 p.m. Since I was already up after sunrise again, I decided to go on a bike ride...even to stop by Church and see if there was a Sabbath service going on. Oh, and I sent out a big Prayer request to some Churches before then. I did change my mind at first, because I didn't want to carry a backpack for my water bottle, and then I decided to go without.
I made the long trek on my bike and my throat ached, quickly affected by the morning pollution of cars and trucks running by..but I made it to a Church, the nearest one, and saw a few cars in the driveway.
So, I praised God and asked for blessing...and went up to the Church, thinking I must be early. That is, until the doors were locked. So I knocked, and there was someone inside, but they couldn't hear me. She was a woman at the piano. And there were people singing along to it, out of view, Gospel music.
So I prayed to God and all I felt was that He wanted me to keep trying, even when I looked up and thought about just going further for another church.
So I stood outside, after knocking again, and touched the glass, Blessing and receiving in the Holy Spirit as I listened to the music. Finally, the woman came to the door.
I asked if I could come sit in on the service and she was like 'Sure! Come on in!'
The seats were empty and I quickly realized this was not a Sabbath service, but a Choir practice. I took my seat and listened anyway, staring at the Cross above their heads and focused on my Prayers. I was getting I hot, since it was a cool morning. I know I was getting moved...so much so that even though I didn't feel like I was crying, she brought me a couple paper towels. I wiped my face and continued my Prayers as they sang. It felt really nice in there, like a family.
A couple introduced themselves and asked if I needed Prayer. I told them yes. In the past, when I attended Church, and it came time to call the people forward to receive the Lord, I stayed in my seat, not wanting to give any attention to myself...and do the Salvation thing right from my pew.
This time, I let her know about my Schizophrenia. She asked me if I had received Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. He is my Father, yes. I told her I did. She anointed me with Holy Oil, with a Cross on my forehead and held me and my forehead as the others joined hands.
She told me she was going to be speaking in tongues, which was fine, because I knew Saved people who received the Holy Spirit can speak in tongues. So she did, and Prayed in English as well. I tried to follow along but I still don't remember all of the words.
One that stuck out was for God to let me know that His answer is always 'Yes, not no.'
Meanwhile, I was stumbling backward and my lips couldn't stop quivering. I was in tears, already because this was the biggest issue of my entire life right now, and it ended with me Thanking the Lord with them and it came out in these prefect, loud whispers, like it was directly from my Spirit and it was beautiful.
She held me at the end and all I could think was, "Wow, this is real stuff.' I felt sort of 'scrubbed away' on the inside. Like a hollow feeling, but filled with like this orange-ish kind of light. It was an actually, physical and spiritual change.
I, and I've told them this, saw this happen a lot on CTN back in the days when I watched it but it was the first time I understood it. Why it could make someone wail, or they would fall backward, I nearly did but I knocked into a chair with my heel. I totally get the change.
They gave me some reading material and I biked home, Praising God. I also asked Salvation for April, Rob, and then received that I needed to request for DJ as well, so I did.
Another prayer that came to mind was that I wouldn't need medication but receive a Spiritual healing.
I was on my knees reading this 31 Days of Prayer book, then I read some of my Bible which actually opened up to a Scripture I REALLY needed since it dealt directly with what I was praying about that morning. Again, I Praised the Lord.
I slept the entire day until 8'something at night and got up for dinner. I ate and watched Mysteries at the Museum, cleaned a little, and wrote this because it's been on my mind.
I read in the Scriptures that to be saved, you needed to be Baptized in both the body and the Spirit. I had been baptized in the Spirit, but not by the body. Not even as a kid. So I think this was the day it finally happened and I can truly say I got Saved! Praise the Lord Jesus I love! I've been Anointed with the Holy Spirit and Saved.
If this post inspired you or you had a story to tell, please share in the comments below. God Bless, Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves! Praise, Thanks, Glory, and all things be to God on the Highest forever and ever in Jesus Name, Amen! God is Able! 3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places. . .Ephesians 1:3