During those first few years after being baptized in the Holy Spirit I was on a learning spree. I spent as much time as possible reading the bible. My eyes had been truly opened and I could see and understand with revelation knowledge like never before.
I had read my bible, or tried to, since I was a child. I just couldn’t understand it. I would find myself reading sentence after sentence and It just felt like my mind was stuck and I could not understand.
That all changed the moment that the Holy Spirit shrouded me in Himself. I became fascinated by the word. I was seeing what it meant to live the life that God truly intended for us to live. I was seeing and learning about promises that He had given us that were ours for the taking.
I was also learning about faith and what it meant to truly trust that God meant what He said and that doubting would never gain us access to those promises. I purposed in my heart to trust that what He said, He would do.
After being so miraculously delivered from the spirit of fear, my heart soared. I never knew how fear had encroached on my life before. I could breathe deep and just live with the joy of the Lord.
One night though, after going to bed, I felt something under my arm. I reached down and next to my underarm by my right breast I felt a large swollen area. At first the thought to panic attacked me. It was the temptation to fear. I rejected it. I had made up my mind I would not entertain fear on any level. I was determined to not let that vile spirit back into my life and I knew that any type of worry or anxiety was an open doorway to that very thing.
I felt the area. Yes, there was definitely something there. It was firm and I could feel its boundaries. So, I just kept my hand on it and prayed in the Spirit. I am not sure how long I laid there praying that way. But, eventually I fell asleep and slept soundly all night long.
Exactly when I checked it again I am not sure. I think I actually forgot about it for awhile, so I am not sure if it was the next night, or when it was that I checked. But, when I did it was completely gone. I have to admit that I was a bit surprised, but very pleased. I kept feeling and feeling, but there was nothing there.
I did believe when I was praying in the Spirit that it was being taken care of by the one who prays perfect prayers - Holy Spirit. Ironically it is Him praying the perfect prayer that He Himself will answer!
We may think we know what to pray. But, our words are finite and often intermingled with our own counterproductive thoughts. By praying in tongues, we shield our prayers from our own minds and allow Jesus to intercede on our behalf in the most perfect way.
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