As I took my seat, the first song our
church played focused on the Holy Spirit with an upbeat tempo. As I raised my
hands to worship the Lord, I closed my eyes. With no effort on my part, I saw
myself, as if standing behind and to the left of my physical body. My body
shrank in a blink of an eye and I became child-sized as an indistinct, child-sized
figure came forward and took both my hands in His. We began hopping around in a
circle the way children do when the dance and play.
Grinning like a kid, I sent a silent
thought of ‘thank you’ to the Holy Spirit. I had been asking Him to make himself
more real to me so I could see Him as the third person of the Trinity instead
of an “it.” This incredible introduction seemed like a wonderful experience and
I was grateful for the awesome day at church.
The next song, one of my favorites, was
a waltz-like tune that says, “You’re my one desire, you’re my one thirst, more than anything, I seek You
first…” As I raised my hands and closed my eyes I saw myself dancing with the
Lord whose features were indistinct, but I knew instantly who it was, nonetheless.
My right hand dropped slightly while my left came down in front of my stomach,
mimicking the position in the vision. It seemed natural for my feet to follow
the path the Lord led me on as we waltzed together.
Towards the end of the song a thought
that wasn’t mine enters my mind, “This is our song.”
Mulling over those words, I finally
reply, “Lord, this song is about how much I need You. Why is it our song?”
As I took my seat, the first song our
church played focused on the Holy Spirit with an upbeat tempo. As I raised my
hands to worship the Lord, I closed my eyes. With no effort on my part, I saw
myself, as if standing behind and to the left of my physical body. My body
shrank in a blink of an eye and I became child-sized as an indistinct, child-sized
figure came forward and took both my hands in His. We began hopping around in a
circle the way children do when the dance and play.
Grinning like a kid, I sent a silent
thought of ‘thank you’ to the Holy Spirit. I had been asking Him to make himself
more real to me so I could see Him as the third person of the Trinity instead
of an “it.” This incredible introduction seemed like a wonderful experience and
I was grateful for the awesome day at church.
The next song, one of my favorites, was
a waltz-like tune that says, “You’re my one desire, you’re my one thirst, more than anything, I seek You
first…” As I raised my hands and closed my eyes I saw myself dancing with the
Lord whose features were indistinct, but I knew instantly who it was, nonetheless.
My right hand dropped slightly while my left came down in front of my stomach,
mimicking the position in the vision. It seemed natural for my feet to follow
the path the Lord led me on as we waltzed together.
Towards the end of the song a thought
that wasn’t mine enters my mind, “This is our song.”
Mulling over those words, I finally
reply, “Lord, this song is about how much I need You. Why is it our song?”