Sunday, December 11, 2005

Finally...Baptism of the Holy Spirit

Okay this is the shorter version of how I came to be baptized in the Holy Spirit and speak in tongues. It all started when I believed that I controlled my destiny and that I was to go to the east coast with the Bethany Drama team my second year. You see I was heavily involved with drama first year so obviously I would be on the team second year. NOT. I was stripped of all the things that God had just built up in me the previous year. See it wasn't about me it was about His glory. OK fast forward to graduation weekend second year. I am driving in from Saskatoon with my mother and she is asking me these things about what I think about speaking in tongues or being baptised in the Holy Spirit. I thought she was absolutely nuts. Even though I was the one who went the the pentecostal youth group and church during my high school years. Anyhoo, I went back to Assiniboia to live with my sister in my Aunt's apartment and so we were at an evening service at the Apostolic Church and this guy was talking about the Holy Spirit and telling his testimony of the works of the Spirit in him and his friends. They figured if it is in the word it must be true. So then he finished his sermon and I was visiting with a lady from Limerick and my mom asked me if I wanted to go to the front and have some prayer. I said sure I can always use more prayer in my life. Then when the speaker guy came over he said so you would like the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. I say uh ok. Then he had us just begin speaking in tongues and that is how I found the power of God to be in my life.
If I just stick to the road that is paved before me I won't fall over so much. It is when I think I know what is best and figure the marshlands are a quicker way there that I get stuck. Our brother Wayne spoke today and I was impressed how God showed himself to the Israelites because they did all that God told them to, not just half of a job. See if we are travelling to a city and give up half way there then wonder why we can't find it, well duh we aren't there yet. Yep if I want to get with God's program I have to go back and do all my homework( ok Sarah:) you know where I live). That is the shorter version. Oh yeah the preacher dude lives at my farm with his family now. Bizarre!

4 comments:

Moose said...

Wow! Cool testimony sister! That is awesome how God met you after you surrendered to Him. You got it right! Stick to the paved, avoid the gravel, ya ain't designed to go 4 wheelin' off the narrow road :) Finish well. Live in GRACE...God's Real and Constant Enabling...Be led by the Holy Spirit, Drink Milk :) You are such an encouragement! Bless ya sister! -Moose

Camille said...

that is totally awesome
it reminds me a little of my story...
total menno chick and one day God takes me to a pentecostal church and ZAPS Me! ha ha. He is good!

Becky said...

SHERRY PALMER YOU FINE PIECE YOU!!! My goodness...so I'm reading Caitlin Friesen's blog, and reading comments and all of a sudden there's this crazy comment about a pumpkin spice candle (which smells phenominal by the way)that you stole from her and I'm thinking to myself, "This sounds like the unbeatable Sherry Palmer." And sure enough, it was!!! HAH! What luck...so here I am reading about your life and I love it more than my life (which by the way I haven't been able to blog lately because computers at Bethany are dumb...well you know!!!) Keep blogging gurly and SO cool about your baptism in the H.S. Love you tons and I'm definitely coming over every Monday next semester for some C.S.I. Miami. bye darling
Becky

The Armchair Theologian said...

Zaps you? Like in laser tag? Cool! Mennonites speaking in tongues? Now I've seen everything! HA!