Holy Spirit Rain Down

I overflow with the Father’s love as I write of the lessons learned in the last few days of being here, in His love, in India. I have had the divine appointment of joining in ministries and outreach with some of our brothers and sisters visiting us from the Netherlands. It has been an amazing opportunity to experience the Holy Spirit in my own life through the openness and filling in theirs. They have experienced “the Church” in a completely different construct than I and therein has been a revelation for me. I realize that I find much of my understanding, knowledge, and belief, both in the Trinity and in my relationship, through Christ, with my Heavenly Father, in my comprehension of the teachings in “the American Church”. I am a part of said church for we, the body, are the church. There is nothing negative relating to the teachings I’ve received; they have been deep rooted in scripture and biblical teachings and have grown and cultivated my faith. The revelation is in the ways I have allowed the teachings to inhibit my personal growth in my Fathers love. In the teachings of the church I have missed the greatest teacher; The Holy Spirit, Might Counselor! The Holy Spirit dwells within me, renewing my mind that I might test and approve the good, pleasing and perfect will of God. I possess this teacher! I have longed for such a teacher and God has faithfully sought me to become a willing student. During my years of development God allowed me to stray from the perfect path He created. Through my years of darkness God walked with me. In the deepest depth of my brokenness He wept with me. In my surrender of all things which I had planned for my life He rejoiced over me and now walks with me along this ordained path going before me and making the crooked places straight. He has awaken me to the beauty which rises from the ashes. His Holy Spirit is living, correcting, rebuking, and teaching me to crucify me flesh daily, to walk in closeness to my Father, and to rejoice in the eternal salvation through the blood sacrifice of my brother, Jesus. I will not waste precious moments lamenting over lost time. For as God has no record of wrong, I will strive, in the Spirit, to erase the recollection of my wrongdoings against Him. Fixing my eyes upon the road ahead, allowing myself to be reconciled through Christ, I honor the call of my Heavenly Father. I will put my hand to the plow and not look back upon my transgressions for they are removed and cast as far as east is from west. With the cross before me I press into the Lord. I seek more grace from Christ, more revelation from the Spirit and more of the Father’s love! As God sees fit to bestow more of His character, power and love to me, I will wait expectantly and make room for Him to do with my life on earth as it is written in Heaven.