Warmth come down

In my last blog entry, I missed out one crucial part of my Sunday at church. Flashback into how I was feeling - grateful to be back at the Father's House - and it was a week where we had Holy Communion. Everytime I take the Holy Communion, I am reminded of my salvation 4 years ago. I remember the days I walked up to the altar, upon invitation by Jesus; but wasn't able to take the elements because I hadn't been baptized yet. I also remember my baptism on the 27th of April, 2003 and my first time taking the elements on Communion Sunday and how I almost cried both times :)

Before I take the elements every time, I saw a short prayer to Jesus; to thank Him for saving me, for His body given for me, and His blood shed for me. I ask The Lord to change me of my ways and make me more like Him. I was just moving into a time of prayer as usual on Sunday with my eyes closed and head bowed, when I suddenly felt the firm and reassuring grip of 2 hands on my shoulders. I barely had a second to wonder a fraction of a thought, when I heard the low booming voice of David Berry behind me, praying for me. I can't begin to describe how I felt at that moment. A rush of warmth filled me just then and I felt as if the elements in my hands shook for a moment. I was glad to be back, and David's prayer was thoughtful and heart-warming; but this was just so much of the Holy Spirit at work. I thanked God even more...