"And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place" (Acts 2:1KJV). This scripture describes the church gathering I attended Sunday. We celebrated Pentecost; that is, commemorated the "birthday" of the Holy Ghost, of which the second chapter of Acts (King James Bible) renders a detailed account. As a highlight for the occasion, the Bishop offered the audience an opportunity to share their experiences of receiving the Holy Ghost. Of course, I made sure that I told my testimony before that part of the service ended. My testimony went similar to this:
I was born of the Spirit on a Friday in July 1990. I was 16 years old. We were in the midst of a 14-day revival, and I was on a one-meal-a-day fast because I was seeking for the Holy Ghost. That morning I told myself that day I was going to receive the Holy Ghost. To help the process, I decided to forego eating anything at all. To make my fast interesting, the temperature rose to 113 degrees, and I was a summer camp counselor. However, that turn of events failed to deter me. I meant that day I was going to receive the gift of the Holy Ghost...
"The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God..." (Psalms 53.1KJV). Yesterday, I my opened my bible to this passage of scripture. This verse is a fitting way to start my first blog entry and introduce myself, since I am the exact opposite of the person described here. I am a born-again believer. I know that God exists; He is real. "We are living proof," as Yolanda Adam sings on her lastest album, Becoming. How could anyone fail to believe in God? Can you imagine a world without God and the things He created? That place is undesirable to me. Hence, I post the following poem, "Imagine":
Imagine
Inspired by Genesis 1st Chapter, KJV
Imagine a world without day but just night.
We would view only darkness--what sign of light?
Imagine the firmament gone from above.
Skyless would be the flight of the dove.
Imagine having water minus dry land.
Where would the ground be to rest on for the sand?
Imagine if vanished were grass, herbs, and trees.
What would we have to eat or pleasant to see?...