Life+truth=change
Two years ago, I stepped into an Apostolic Pentecostal Church for the first time. I wasn't scared because I had spent the past twenty years in a non-denominational church so, in my mind, I knew what to expect. But what I experienced in that first service was so much more than what I expected.
In my life, I had walked an aisle time after time. I would pray the repeat after me prayer and be baptized in the titles. Not long afterwards, I would find myself in an altar rededicating my life because I couldn't keep up my end of the bargain. Time and time again and asking for more. In tenth or eleventh grade, I saw a man praying in tongues for the first time at a gospel singing and I wondered why I didn't do that. But I was part of a denomination that said that tongues did not exist anymore, that the works of the Spirit was dead.
As I continued my life, I experienced the movement of the Holy Ghost (as referenced in Oh Taste and See) at a music school I attended. Because I didn't know what I was experiencing that night, I left unchanged. I knew what I felt but had no idea how to get it for myself. The experience I had that night ignited a hunger inside that was insatiable. I changed churches to the non-denominational and I had my first personal experience. I got what everyone told me was the baptism of the Holy Ghost but felt restricted. But there was nothing else that really changed for me. I still felt like something was missing.
I spent another lifetime searching for what I saw in others but didn't have in my life. It wasn't until I stepped into Apostolic Pentecostal, that I found what I had been searching for. When truth entered the equation, my life changed.
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