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Jul 2014
I raise my white flag
A signal of surrender
The confession was at first hard for me,
Too hard for me
To let go of the things
That once became my false gods.

I went in front
I left the crowd
I don't care what they may say
I don't care if they judge me
But I know, Someone is calling me.

There, I found myself
With two hands raised to Heaven
I closed my eyes
And knelt to show humility.

The Spirit break out
I can feel His presence
His power took control of me.

I speak Your name
I was shouting over and over again
I can't control the voice in me
I felt that I was tore into two
It's my voice, but it's not me.

I cried out so loud
I can't control my tongue
I heard myself uttering foreignly
As if I'm alienated with a great power.

A new song was written in my heart
And my soul sing
I felt I had just escaped the dark
I saw the Light, even if my eyes are closed
There was a bright Cross in front of me.

Jesus, You then are King!
I love You!
Everything was fresh in me, I could even write and tell what happened in details. I really owe God for that great experience in my life. It was a "Boom," an experience that changed my life. It happened last year, October, when we had a National G12 Conference here in the Philippines.

I really felt how powerful the Holy Spirit is, and when He comes down, surely, everyone will feel Him. I actually don't know who the Holy Spirit was, but after that moment, I was totally.. ugh.. I don't know. But I really long for that kind of encounter. Even before, I had that "Holy Jealousy" with those who speaks in tongues or could feel the Holy Spirit. But really, it was the best moment in my entire life.

To tell you the truth, that altar call was for those who have ****** sins. I never heard to whom that call was for, but just what I've said I felt I should come and go in front. Ever since I was in Grade 5 (10 y/o that time), I had my habitual sin. Yeah, I did that thing of "*******." All the glory to God, that I have the courage to say it now. It took me years to be freed from that grip of Satan in me.

Okay, to make the story short: I already renounced it and again, thank You Jesus!

Well then, that was my first time to experience those works of the Holy Spirit in me. And since I'm human, many times I'm tempted to do the same sin. The truth is, many times I failed the Lord, but indeed at the end, it was His unconditional love that would break me into pieces and that would tell me, "Child, that's enough. Come to me."

I dunno what I'm actually saying right now, but all of these are due to what He has done to me. Right now, I just feel comforted by the Lord. I ain't perfect but He has chosen me to be His child. I love You Jesus, forgive me for the way I think earlier. In Jesus name, I claim forgiveness and hail You, Amen.
The Poetic Architect
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The Poetic Architect  F/PPC Palawan, Philippines
(F/PPC Palawan, Philippines)   
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