Of course His presence is in this car," I said. "Where else would it be?" To me it had become the norm. But Jim could hardly drive. He continued to weep before the Lord. Only rarely did I really talk to the Lord. When I had some specific request, I mentioned it. Otherwise my prayer life was all very organized. Very routine.

In fact, I felt I could say, "No, I don't want this," and the experience would have lifted. But I didn't say anything. While I lay there, awake, the feeling stayed with me, then slowly went away.

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I knew he was a Christian—he told me so. But wasn't this going a bit too far? I said to myself, "Why is he doing this? Is it for me? I probably know the Bible better than he does." But may it never be that I would boast, except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through [a]which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.” Galatians 6:14 It was an ugly scene. He turned from a friendly father into a sarcastic stranger. All he had to offer was another torrent of hate, another tongue-lashing. But the atmosphere of that service continued. I thought I had been totally raptured. I was worshiping beyond anything I had ever experienced. It was like coming face to face with pure spiritual truth. Whether anyone else felt it or not, I did.

Catholic. The process started very early. The preschool I attended was actually more like a convent. Mass was celebrated regularly. My parents didn't protest because a private Catholic school education was considered to be the best available. I began to shiver and shake. But I thought, "I don't think I should go down there because I'm already saved." I knew the Lord took charge of my life at five minutes to eight on Monday morning. And this was Thursday. opened my eyes to look around because suddenly I felt a draft. And I didn't know where it was coming from. It was gentle and slow, like a breeze. In my young Christian experience, God had touched my life, but never as He was touching me that day.

A Daily Devotion

The book is about Benny Hinn's childhood and how an encounter with the Holy Spirit changed his life. My father made an appointment for me to see a psychiatrist. Evidently Dad thought I had lost my mind. And what was the doctor's conclusion? "Maybe your son is going through something. He'll come out of it." You guessed it. Within seconds I found myself walking down that aisle as fast as I could. I didn't quite know why I did it. But something inside was telling me, "Go up there." And here is what I prayed: "Holy Spirit. Kathryn Kuhlman says you are her friend." I slowly continued, "I don't think I know you. Now, before today I thought I did. But after that meeting I realize I really don't. I don't think I know you."

Then she pointed her long finger down at me and said with great clarity, "He's more real than anything in this world!" One Saturday, though, I walked into a grocery store and asked the manager, "Where can I find the olive oil? I need the largest jug or container of it you have." Sure enough, he found a big one. He who speaks from himself seeks his own glory; but He who is seeking the glory of the One who sent Him, He is true, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.” -- John 7:18I'll never forget the day, early in 1968, that my father gathered the family together and told us that he was making plans for us to emigrate. He said, "Please don't discuss it with anyone because there may be some problems with our exit visas."

This past week reading it, I've been reminded that He is a Person, beyond even the Spiritual gifts He has bestowed me with. And He wants me to know Him, walk with Him, talk to Him, seek His counsel, and to fellowship with Him, every single moment of my life. And this is my desire, to walk with Him. He's taught me so much about our Lord Jesus Christ and the Father, but I know there is still much more He wants to show me in His Word. O the depths of God's mercies that He would walk with a wretched being like me. Who is there like unto You, O LORD? A thousand thoughts flashed throughMy friend, if you are ready to begin a personal relationship with the Holy Spirit that surpasses anything you ever dreamed possible, read on. If not, let me recommend that you close the covers of this book forever. That's right. Close the book! Because what I am about to share will transform your spiritual life. Only six years before I was born, Jaffa found herself in a new nation, the prophetic state of Israel. But the community itself was not Jewish. The second I said, "Good morning, Holy Spirit," I knew He was present with me in the room. Not only was I filled with the Spirit that morning, I also received a fresh infilling every time I spent time in prayer. You may be interested to know that Benny Hinn raised money for a private jet, and has made many false predictions. He predicted a mass ressurection of the dead in ’99, he has predicted the end of the world a couple times, the death of Fidel Castro, and the destruction of the homosexual community in the US. There are Youtube videos of these predictions, although I didn’t watch them.