In 1976 I chased a ditsy red-headed AA girl into a prayer meeting. I stayed. Something got a hold of me beyond the girl. I was like a dog chasing a new scent. I did not know what it was, but it was different. I was newly spiritually sensitive. I was asking God as I understood him to help me to stay sober. And I was staying sober. I was some confused dog. There were two scents and they were different. This was the beginning of a long journey. My journey into the Spirit was similar to my Dad’s Journey into the Trinity. This story will be my story about the baptism in the Holy Ghost and my journey into Pentecost. For the next blogs and podcasts, I will outline this journey. Come along! You might find what I found.
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