I love reading how the apostles, Mary, and other disciples experienced the Holy Spirit in the upper room. A mighty wind, tongues of fire, speaking in different tongues sounds absolutely amazing! The entire room must have been filled with such joy and excitement! I would love to have this same experience, but my encounters with the Holy Spirit have been quite different.
In my life the Holy Spirit is more like a close friend, a gentle nudge, or a breath of inspiration. The Holy Spirit often calms my racing thoughts, reminds me that I am loved by God, and holds my heart when my mouth utters the words, "Your Will be done Lord" as tears run down my face.
This blog is called Dwelling With the Spirit because I heavily rely on His inspirations. Sometimes I am awoken in the middle of the night with an idea, sometimes my ideas come while praying the Rosary, and sometimes I begin to write something and it slowly becomes something I had never even considered. Most of my longer stories that occur over several weeks are never planned ahead of time. I just trust that the Holy Spirit will continue to unveil the storyline to me as well each week.
I would love to experience tongues of fire, but I am also perfectly happy just dwelling with my best friend. I trust in Him completely and couldn't imagine life without Him!
-Susan
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