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When the Spirit's around - that's the third of the Three - He regularly raises fresh questions for me: You see , He's both the sought and the seeker, the truth and the teacher the help and the helper, the gift and the giver. He's the breath and the voice, the chooser, the choice the anointer, the oil, the peace and turmoil. He's the joy and the cries, always there to baptise the bearer of fruit with fresh gifts to boot. He's as wild as the wind, He'll breeze where He will I've tried to contain Him, but He won't remain still. I can't ever define Him, can't assign Him a label, just accept He's my God and that my God is able to be true to His Word while resisting defining He'll still leave me questions, but that's not surprising. He kicked off creation, gave the church her fresh start and we're just the latest to play our small part.
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Jan 21, 2023
Jan 21, 2023 at 12:08 PM UTC
When the Spirit
When the Spirit's around - that's the third of the Three - He regularly raises fresh questions for me: You see , He's both the sought and the seeker, the truth and the teacher the help and the helper, the gift and the giver. He's the breath and the voice, the chooser, the choice the anointer, the oil, the peace and turmoil. He's the joy and the cries, always there to baptise the bearer of fruit with fresh gifts to boot. He's as wild as the wind, He'll breeze where He will I've tried to contain Him, but He won't remain still. I can't ever define Him, can't assign Him a label, just accept He's my God and that my God is able to be true to His Word while resisting defining He'll still leave me questions, but that's not surprising. He kicked off creation, gave the church her fresh start and we're just the latest to play our small part.
Written for a Sunday service focusing on Acts 2.
stevejeff
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Jan 21, 2023
Jan 21, 2023 at 12:08 PM UTC
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