Here is the post I had so many thoughts on. It will require explaining a...phase I went through.
When I received the Spirit, I experienced the whole goosebumps and waves washing over and through me thing I talked about earlier. Some brothers I talked to didn't know what I was talking about (some did) and had never experienced it. I went through a phase where I was totally convinced that they had not received the Holy Spirit because of this. I remember telling one of them, but if you've never heard the Spirit speak in you, you can't say that you know His voice!
I moved from that error (which is quite a bit of arrogance) into even more error. I became convinced that when the Spirit "spoke" in this way where I had a physical reaction, that He was approving of what I was hearing, agreeing in me at what someone was saying, or telling me: go this way.
Then the strangest thing happened. Every single time I heard a phrase like: Obama isn't going anywhere or, we now have a dictator, just watch, he's not stepping down, or any similar phrase relating to Obama not leaving or allowing a new change of the guard, I would instantly be covered in those goosebumps and those waves washing over me.
And keep in mind, I had NEVER felt this feeling/sensation over my entire life until the day I received the Holy Spirit. So I knew it had to do with God, that was never in question. But I went from thinking it was just the rivers of living water bubbling up inside me, to then thinking any who didn't feel it were unsaved, to then thinking He was telling me about something that would take place in the future.
And so convinced was I that I even posted in here what I believed the Spirit was saying to me and confirming to me over and over and over. And then the day came, years later, when Trump stepped into the office and Obama stepped out. And I had been completely mistaken.
(Actually, I began to suspect that I might be misunderstanding prior to that day of the change of the guard, because of something I read from an old saint I had come to pick up any time I had great sorrows, but it was still, even then, although this dead saint had never steered me wrong, still in the back of my mind that I could have it right.)
I had to completely reevaluate all that I had become so very, very certain of. A small and arrogant error had led to another and another and snowballed, and it had all taken me very far off base.
I came to understand that what I had so arrogantly thought (and claimed at times) was given to me for certain reasons was not for any of the reasons I'd thought - because I'm seeking after God harder than them, because I'm spending hours a day studying and they aren't, because I'm more humble, etc. I came to learn that instead, He had given me this tactile sense of His Presence because I had a weaker faith and was more prone to a discouragement that may have made me turn back to Egypt. And I had thought it was because I was humble, while I was arrogantly pronouncing others to be without the Holy Spirit!!
This whole thing occurred over YEARS. It took YEARS for Him to work even a trace of humility into me!