this morning, Pentecost Sunday and Memorial Day, i was focused. A day to celebrate Holy Spirit's introduction to the Christian nation. A day to remember the members of the armed forces who died representing these United States. I decided to leave church in time to catch my bus, so I would not be late for my appointment. I said, I will only be late if I am slain in the Spirit. I told God, 'I am going to worship you with my everything. I cried out to God. I whispered to God. I danced with God. I sang to God. I took a few minutes in between it all to write down the revelations that Holy Spirit had whispered in my ear. My friend, the pastor, was following God's lead. I felt like my worship level in God had traveled unto a realm that it never went to before. God whispered, 'Monique, do not leave until the benediction.' I looked at my watch and laughed. I was called to the front to receive a word of prophesy and prayer. I whispered back to God, 'I'm going to be slain in the Spirit right and I will definitely miss my bus.' God whispered back, 'Yes and yes, Monique.' I smiled internally and I began to thank God for the Word that I would receive and just for being God.
Because of Who You are (by Vicki Yohe)
