My Soul Cries Out
The other night while we were worshiping, the band did a guitar solo. I thought I heard people singing and talking but no one had their mouths open. It was people worshiping, but not physical worshiping. It was something beyond that, in a realm that no one can really understand while we are in this earth. Even though I couldn’t understand it, it was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard. I am so grateful that God allowed me to hear it, if even for one second. The Holy Spirit is real, and He is here.
Keep on glowing in the dark,
Elora
Cynthia Powell said,
August 5, 2009 at 9:09 pm
Too Cool! Love you, Mom 🙂