This was written on November 20, 2012
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The Holy Spirit... Yes, We can grieve Him and we can quench Him but He is for us. Once with us He never leaves us. Once we let Jesus in He rushes in with Him and never goes. Always there to guide... always there to comfort. Like a coach to give us guidance... like a lawyer to plead our cause. The Bible would be a foreign language if He didn't translate it for us. When we are so distraught that we want to speak but can't find words He makes utterance. What a Divine friend... humble and meek... misunderstood.
He whispers, "Look to Jesus." He waits when we are stubborn or proud and whispers. When Jesus is in clear view He is like a strong wind in our face or at our back... like fire in our belly... flaming to ignite the heart... and in worship... Oh, In worship He is there woven in the middle... loud and clear... bright and glorious.
We are not worthy of Him but that is not the issue. He can't be bought or sold only freely given. Jesus has Him without measure. There is no measure to Him.
In a moment of faith we were sealed with a seal that can never be broken. Our spirit made alive is of the same stuff that He is made and mingled in Him who is Holy breath.
Sent on a mission after the ascension of Christ He will not leave until a body is made to be a bride. We are people of mission born of The Spirit on a mission. The lost must be found... the blind must see... the water must be presented to the thirsty. The Spirit and the bride say "Come". We stand before the darkened heart and say, "Look to Jesus" and there is an all powerful Trinity of Divinity behind every word.
I will never harness Him but perhaps He will harness me today. As I bow before the Throne and come to His cross with nothing He lifts my head and fills me. My will now free to choose in liberty to go where I am led.
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