My first time was at summer camp. Lake Chautauqua Lutheran Camp.
It was the first time I remember feeling the Holy Spirit. I wouldn’t have said, “I am feeling the Holy Spirit,” back then of course. But I might have told you I felt, something.
Our camp counselor had just lit a candle with a wooden matchstick. You could smell the sulfur of the match as he poured a few drops of wax onto the wooden floor of our cabin in order to secure the candle in place.
The twelve of us “cabin-mates” were gathered together in a circle around that flame as our counselor brought out his guitar. The song he sang, “Father, I Adore You,” was simple enough. I had heard it before at our campfires; but this time it was different.
I felt the Holy Spirit.
Physically, all I remember happening was that tingling feeling on the back of my neck, and all the hairs standing up. But inside…inside I felt different…like the beginning of God calling…it wasn’t the booming voice of God…more like a whisper…but I felt it.
Have you experienced the Holy Spirit? The Spirit is all around us, with us, within us. The Spirit calls to us and coaxes us into new life. The Spirit gathers us and empowers us in community. The Spirit confirms our faith and gives us strength for daily challenges.
How have you felt the Spirit? Where have you seen the Spirit? Click on “comments” to continue the conversation.
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