Where Is The Wind?
I would like to share something that happened to me a few days ago.
I saw a post on here [on Facebook] by the son of one of my life-long friends.
I asked him to say hello to his Dad for me. He said he would.
He is one of those friends we talk about, that even though we may be miles apart, and have been separated for some time, our love and friendship for one another has never changed.
It always stays the same. There are only a few of those friendships in an entire lifetime.
As I lay down for the night, another dear friend came to mind. I knew she had been through a lot of sickness over the years.
Within a moment, something came over me and I began to weep and pray in the Spirit.
I bore down in a deep form of intercession that I have known for a long time.
Hold on now please, this is not about me!
Through an unknown language, I began to speak to her, encourage her and to bind the forces that have oppressed her and her body. Others begin to come to mind, and I continued doing the same for them too.
Friends I have known most all of my life through the church, others I went to PBI with back in those days. I reached for them.
As each name came, crying and speaking in that language, I spoke to them.
It was if their faces were there before me.
The LORD spoke to me and said to keep doing this for each one; as they came to my mind.
Such a thing has never happened to me. Not in such a manner.
I wept. I pressed. I reached out. I’m not sure how many there were.
We’ve quoted a certain scripture, some of us, all of our lives.
“….. suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind….” Acts 2:2a.
Did we ever truly stop and think about just what that must of sounded like?
We may have rushed on to the part about the cloven tongues of fire and them speaking in tongues…
But the sound… That sound filled the whole place where they were. Like a rushing mighty wind.
I fully believe that they heard that; that they heard The Holy Ghost coming.
Was this a one time thing?
Has it happened since?
Have we, or any of our people, witnessed such a thing, whether in a service of some kind, or in our own personal walk alone?
I believe the point in this message is clear. Is God going to pour out of His Spirit on all flesh, as He said He would?
Has that already happened? And… has all flesh felt that?
Many of us have been ministered to and believe that we will witness a move of The Holy Ghost, that none of us have truly seen yet.
Everything in me says, the church is going to arise to its full potential, its full power in these final days.
It’s clear now, that the forces of darkness have pulled out all the stops to take over the spirit of man.
This might sound trite, and I beg the forgiveness of our LORD if it sounds so, but would He not do the same thing?
There is something building in the hearts of those who are reaching forth to The Holy Ghost; pressing as never before. Saying, “LORD, here am I, use me in this hour!”
Many of our grandchildren have not witnessed an intense manifestation of the Holy Ghost in the same manner we have.
All of this man-made show and drama, has been allowed by His Spirit, for only a time.
The real leading and move of the Spirit is beginning to be experienced by those who are now hungry.
No movies, no electronic shows of any kind, none of these self-help pushes and no drug induced format, can come close to what the power and demonstration of The Holy Ghost can do.
Tribulation, has brought power. It will be manifested.
~ Robert Blackburn
Halleluyah, so wonderful and kind of you Sir. Yah bless you.
Dear beloved, let me tell you that your prayer for your friends went beyond. After I had been hearing the sound of shofar, I only needed half painkillers that day :-)
It is not just the whole way. When the Good Samaritan saw the man who was robbed and stripped and beaten, he was moved with pity. He had compassion. He went to him. Action. He bandaged his wounds and he poured oil and wine on them. He gave him the best treatment he could. He cared and attended. He put him on his own animal. He allowed him to sit on his own dear animal. He brought him to an inn. Took him to a safe place. Job done? No. He made sure he would be cared for, while he was gone. This is a story of a man. The Son of His Majesty God Almighty, Jesus Christ goes beyond of what we expect of Him. Always. World’s hatred? Jesus loves you more, beyond imagination. We go beyond and pray for our neighbors, whoever it may be along the way. And. Worship God Almighty. Glory to God our loving Father. God bless you all. Lucia Ludvigsen