I can't explain it at all max. I'm not kidding when I say I was completely floored and dazed. I'm not sure I could even relate the whole episode. The two men came to the house I was housesitting. I knew they were coming. The woman whose house I was watching had told me she arranged for them to come and talk with me. About...three hours before they were to arrive, the Holy Spirit came on me real strong. The only other time He had ever come on me that strong and insistently and for a long period of time was on the day I first received Him.
I know that for that three hours I did not sit down. And I know I walked around the whole house, back and forth for the entire three hours. And I know I was praying, I'm absolutely certain of that. But...I can't recall at all WHAT I was praying. I do also recall that while I prayed for that three hours, I was crying off and on - mostly on.
Then they came and...we began talking...and the one young man and I were both covered in those odd goosebumps that come on me when the Spirit is just really strongly there and it feels like...my hair isn't laying on my scalp but feels like it must be sticking straight up. And I mentioned it because I could see it on his arms. And he said the Holy Spirit does that to him sometimes.
The rest of the conversation was wonderful and the young man and I just had real joy talking about God and the Spirit and Jesus.
At some point, maybe an hour or so later, I became aware that the second young man wasn't saying anything and I could see he felt uncomfortable. He said they had to go and could they come back. I said yes they could. He asked about three evenings from then and I agreed. Then the first young man said, oh but we don't have to wait until then! So I said, oh! You should come back tomorrow night if you can! I can make us dinner! He said, yes, we can!
The next evening, when the doorbell rang, that young man was not there. The second young man was and he was with a very unpleasant and dour older man. I asked after the first young man and mr. dour snapped at me that he had to be sent away two states over for some business.
I instantly knew (don't know how) that the nervous young man had tattled on the other young man in some fashion and that he had gotten in trouble for not...doing what he had been sent to the house to do.
I had the sudden certainty that I should tell them to leave but I didn't follow the certainty until they sat down and the old man began speaking. It was quite surprising. He began attacking me, right from the start. I don't remember much of what he was yelling, but I do remember that I said, that's not what the bible states. It says thus and thus. And I do remember that whatever it was had to do with the Holy Spirit. So the man had come armed with all I and the young man had said about the Holy Spirit the evening before. That was when I followed my certainty instead of trying to be polite. I asked them to leave immediately and to not come back.
I prayed for that first young man like I had never prayed before (except for the evening before
). I just didn't stop until quite suddenly I knew I could stop and he would be okay. (Don't know how I knew, I just did somehow).
I guess there are many odd things about the whole episode but do you know what I found the oddest? When the Spirit came on me so strongly and I prayed before they arrived the first night, there was awareness...but there is also some sense of... not quite remembering exactly what I prayed for three hours AND when that other spirit that was with the old man was there, I ALSO had an awareness but once again some sense of not quite remembering exactly what he said and what I replied (other than that I knew it was about the Holy Spirit.) That is just the oddest thing to me.
I know that for that three hours I did not sit down. And I know I walked around the whole house, back and forth for the entire three hours. And I know I was praying, I'm absolutely certain of that. But...I can't recall at all WHAT I was praying. I do also recall that while I prayed for that three hours, I was crying off and on - mostly on.
Then they came and...we began talking...and the one young man and I were both covered in those odd goosebumps that come on me when the Spirit is just really strongly there and it feels like...my hair isn't laying on my scalp but feels like it must be sticking straight up. And I mentioned it because I could see it on his arms. And he said the Holy Spirit does that to him sometimes.
The rest of the conversation was wonderful and the young man and I just had real joy talking about God and the Spirit and Jesus.
At some point, maybe an hour or so later, I became aware that the second young man wasn't saying anything and I could see he felt uncomfortable. He said they had to go and could they come back. I said yes they could. He asked about three evenings from then and I agreed. Then the first young man said, oh but we don't have to wait until then! So I said, oh! You should come back tomorrow night if you can! I can make us dinner! He said, yes, we can!
The next evening, when the doorbell rang, that young man was not there. The second young man was and he was with a very unpleasant and dour older man. I asked after the first young man and mr. dour snapped at me that he had to be sent away two states over for some business.
I instantly knew (don't know how) that the nervous young man had tattled on the other young man in some fashion and that he had gotten in trouble for not...doing what he had been sent to the house to do.
I had the sudden certainty that I should tell them to leave but I didn't follow the certainty until they sat down and the old man began speaking. It was quite surprising. He began attacking me, right from the start. I don't remember much of what he was yelling, but I do remember that I said, that's not what the bible states. It says thus and thus. And I do remember that whatever it was had to do with the Holy Spirit. So the man had come armed with all I and the young man had said about the Holy Spirit the evening before. That was when I followed my certainty instead of trying to be polite. I asked them to leave immediately and to not come back.
I prayed for that first young man like I had never prayed before (except for the evening before
). I just didn't stop until quite suddenly I knew I could stop and he would be okay. (Don't know how I knew, I just did somehow).I guess there are many odd things about the whole episode but do you know what I found the oddest? When the Spirit came on me so strongly and I prayed before they arrived the first night, there was awareness...but there is also some sense of... not quite remembering exactly what I prayed for three hours AND when that other spirit that was with the old man was there, I ALSO had an awareness but once again some sense of not quite remembering exactly what he said and what I replied (other than that I knew it was about the Holy Spirit.) That is just the oddest thing to me.
