I was very happy in our new church, the healing church. Soon I was more able to share the testimony of Jesus with the congregation without fainting myself. I was attending beginners classes in Bible again. Since I was teaching adults Bible by age 14 it would have been humiliating but I had just accepted the Baptism in the Holy Spirit. Everything I was reading in the Bible came to life in new and exciting ways. Scriptures I had read dozens of times and even memorized were all brand new again. Each time I read scripture I gained new insight and understanding of what I was reading. It was like going through the doors of a maze. One door led to another door that led to another door. Each door opened another deeper truth about God.
Through the Holy Spirit the truths in scripture became crystal clear. When I read the Bible before my experience with the Holy Spirit and the Baptism I had been seeing through a glass darkly. Over time I began to realize some of the teaching I had been given from well meaning teachers in the other church were without understanding and enlightenment. I had unwittingly taken part in spreading their false interpretations about God and Jesus and the Bible and the Holy Spirit of God. It was not just simple things I remembered incorrectly like times and dates or addresses for scriptures. The things I am talking about were deep truths of the scripture I had been led to believe were the only way they could be interpreted and the interpretations were wrong. Some of them were flat out lies. That was a hard thing for me because not only had I been led wrong, what I believed for many years was wrong and I had taught that wrong understanding and interpretation of scripture to others so they were wrong too. People were basing their faith and their lives on false information I gave them. It nearly did me in.
But the Holy Spirit was always there to heal me and forgive me at each new revelation and epiphany. We cleaned my filthy garments over and over and over until I stood before Creator God in glistening brilliant white linens. Now I just have to wash the mud off my feel that collects as I walk through this present darkness. I am clean.
While I was busy with my two daughters and the boot camp training I was in with the Holy Spirit of God my ex husband was in the men’s training for Leaders of Ten with the pastor of the new church. The Healing church. I worked in the nursery one Sunday morning each month. Our pastor sent us books to read and mentored us on what we learned there. The children were happy and healthy. It seemed all was well.
Things were about to be shaken up in ways no one could imagine and I was woefully unready and inadequate to face.
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