Greetings, Robyn Blessings in the Lord Jesus Christ, The lord is beyond our capacity to understand; his way of doing things in our life often make us ask, but why this way? However, he is out side of our box and he can see things we can not. Here is what he done in my life after, a bad marriage, death of my step father, real father, and my home almost burning to the ground, all within the same year. I like reading other peoples testimonies, sharing mine is like reliving it all over again. I was radically saved one lonely night sitting in my big house alone watching Dwight Thompson on TBN in 1988. My wife left me and moved to New York with a man she met one summer working on a cruise ship as a youth director for a free cruise. I was left with a big house that had half burned down the year before. We were in the middle of rebuilding it when she left with the cruise ships photographer she had met. I had no desire to finish it and was trying to get my life together but could not, until I surrender to God that night praying with Dwight Thompson. Every thing changed, I had felt as if a great weight had been pressing me down, but when I prayed I felt the weight just vanish. I then began to attend a Pentecostal Church that my sister and her husband were going. That is where I first experienced the power of the Holy Ghost in a way that grounded me in this Gospel Journey in a fanatical way , the reality of the power of the Holy Ghost manifesting in or on ones body will…. Can’t find the words to do it justice. I was hooked, as an ex Baptist I was a bit mad that I had never been taught this in my young Baptist days. I often thought that if this had happen to me as a young Baptist I may not have went through all the wrong choices and stayed in Church. I wasted so many years living for money, things and success, which never stayed constant. I held a little animosity for the Baptist and their lack of teaching this to me for many years, however ,I finally realized it had been up to me all along I just needed to study for myself., and I let it go. I have been a student of the Bible ever since that lonely night in 1988. In fact, the first year after my conversion I was attending a Church meeting somewhere every night of the week. At this time, TBN had some good teaching programs on the air, and I watched TBN continuously. For over a year, my channel was never changed. I never watched another secular program for that entire time, or listen to any thing but gospel on the car radio. I tried once during that time to watch a secular TV program but after a few minutes I felt a lost feeling again and I had get back to TBN. I even slept listening to TBN programs I left my TV on TBN 24 hours, to keep my home environment Holy. I had such a hunger to learn about the Bible and its History, I would go to second hand book stores an search for any book about religion Bible history, Church History etc. I bought every old textbook I could find on topics as Roman History and the like, books on psychology, the various cults and different religions, eastern and western. I had not went to College at that time, But I have since, a four-year College degree to teach school. In all this I have never fell away from my point of no return, when the Holy Ghost touched my body and soul. In that first Pentecostal Church, I attended in 1988. I had been seeking for the Holy Ghost Baptism for over six months, as saw others experience in Church, and I was getting frustrated that it was not happening for me. I was, as I said in a church meeting every night of the week somewhere even it was a home meeting and I was actually getting mad at the Lord, as I was doing everything that I knew to do seemingly to no avail. Then one Wednesday night while the praise an worship was going on and I was standing up singing and clapping my hands, I began to think again of why I had not experienced the Holy Ghost as the others, after all I was doing every thing I knew to do. I began to get mad and started to clap my hands to the music real hard out of anger and saying, why Lord, what is wrong, all of a sudden this strange feeling came over me and my hands kept clapping but my muscles were not doing it, my hands were now clapping by themselves with out me. I felt like every one knew what was happening and a smile came on my face, and I began to look around but no one was looking at me, no one knew. This lasted all through that song. From that, point on I would experience things like that but each time it was more and more intense, However I still had not spoken in tongues, I felt as if a cork was half the way down my throat holding it back. It was now three days before the turn of the New Year in 1989. I was so desperate to receiver the Holy Ghost Baptism that vowed to the Lord that I would not eat another bite of food until I was baptized in the Holy Ghost and spoke in tongues. I was dead serious if I had to starve to death, I was going to hold God to his promise of the Holy Ghost baptism and tongues. I fasted for three days and at the end of the third day in an apartment with three people, who I was putting together a gospel music group with, it happened. We getting ready to leave around 11:15 and the wife of the other guitar player said I feel we need to pray before we go, which we had not done before. We joined hands in a circle and all of a sudden that strange feeling came over me but this time it felt like circles of electricity were encircle ling my arms and body. One of the girls sensed what was happening and we all let go of each others hands she stood in front of me, put her hand on my head and I hit the floor, my muscles turned to Jell-O. For the next 30 minutes, I was not in this world. I was on back, my arms on their own went straight up in the air, and then they went out to my side like a cross and I could not move my body on my own the Spirit of God had complete control of my body. I then had a vision of Jesus Christ on the cross. I began to cry hot tears for a while, and then I began to laugh as the lord gave me a joy of which I cannot even describe in words. This went on back and forth from crying to joy for some time. At one point, the joy was so intense that I told the Lord no more please I could not take it. The natural body is not capable of experiencing g that kind of joy for long periods. I told the lord at one point during this to take me home, as the natural world and the things in it seemed filthy to me and had no desire for anything here and I did not want to come back to it. However, he left me here obviously. I finally was able to get off the floor, when I stood up these strange dialects began to pour out of my mouth. When I finally made it home I fell across my bed with my feet on the floor and my hands in the air and began again to speak in various dialects, this was around two in the morning, when I finally stopped speaking, I looked to the window and saw the sun beginning to rise it was now six in the morning. I have not turned back since, I often look back at the person I was before the night when I gave my life to the lord and think, who was that guy, it is kind of hard to even identify with him now. | 
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