Testimonies of His goodness - Manifest Glory 2015
Manifest Glory 2015 was one of the best experiences of my life. The three-day conference just whipped off the bits of my traditional thinking still left in my mind, and literally RENEWED my mind. Conforming to this world again? Nah! I don't think so :) Not when the Rock of Ages is my Dadda, My ever-lasting Father, wonderful Counselor and Best Friend.
So here are some testimonies from the weekend that changed my life: 24,25, and 26th of September 2015.
I'm a rain-person. Not an ordinary, stay-at-home-watching-the-rains-and-drinking-coffee-while-reading-a-good-book-person, but a let-it-rain-and-thunder-and-let-there-be-lightening-and-torrents-of-hail-and-let-me-dance-literally-in-the-storm-person. (Yeah you can imagine what heartache and distress I cause in my poor mom's mind whenever there's a storm!) And throughout the 3 days of the Conference , the monsoons ripped the sky open!
I was the happiest girl in the world!
Of course, I was extremely grateful for shelter, umbrellas, transport and warm clothes. And no I'm not being insensitive; I did pray that God would take the rains away despite my childishness, in order for people to not be inconvenienced at their daily tasks and routines.
So, yeah! :)
Day 1: My remaining pride and insecurities got just blown away by the powerful Worship segment! Cheers to Harin and team!
I got baptized in Love :) Thank you Lord God! And thank you Pastor Leif!
Day 2: I got slain by the Holy Spirit for the first time. TWICE! Here I was,standing, singing and receiving God's love with my hands held out, and WHACK I was on the floor. The presence of God was so tangible, strong and HEAVY that I couldn't get back up, so I embraced Him. Waited down there with Him, talking to Him and listening to the rest of the congregation worship, wail, laugh and get into their own happy-frenzies with Pappa God. I could push myself up after a while, when I felt the "wight" lifted off me, and I started singing His praise, and then I had the urge to kneel. Down I went again, and tumbled down. Flat. Nose first.
Such a LOL moment with God. He's cool like that. I'm sure He would've been thinking, "No, baby girl, I'm not done with you yet! Rest a little more!", and.. WHACK! :)
After the day ended,since it was raining cats and dogs and my insecurities were just gone, I decided to call a cab as soon as my spiritual auntie, Christine, dropped me halfway through at a friends' office. Since I didn't receive a call from the initial refereed number, I called the company back and asked for another car. They stated apologetically that I would have had to wait for 15 minutes since all drivers were busy with other trips, since there were many orders due to bad weather. I was a tad bit worried but not as much as I would've originally - before my mindset was changed at the conference-which itself is a testimony. I told them I would wait. About two minutes later I received a call and it was a cab-driver. I had not received a referred SMS from the company; however I answered the call. The driver said he was near Asiri Surgical Hospital (which is located next to my Church) and that he would get to where I was, promptly. He did, pretty soon,despite the terrible weather and subsequent chaotic traffic jam.And for my amazement, it was no ordinary TATA-nano -cab, but a prestigious-looking luxury car; painted in royal blue. I got panicked. Now this might cost me something,- I thought. I opened the passenger's door quickly and proclaimed, "Hi, I did NOT ask for a luxury cab though.." to which the the pleasant-looking young driver replied, "No no. That's alright Ms". To re-confirm, I asked the driver as I slid into the comfortable back-seat, "This is on the normal rate-scheme, right?" The driver replied "Yes yes, not to worry Ms." And although I was a tad bit confused, my spirit was at ease so I simple relaxed, and was driven home comfortably. Past all traffic, past all the dreadful overflowing potholes on the highway and even the hectic noises from the outside was blocked by the soft hum of the car. I relaxed and was sped home. As soon as we reached the point where I had to get off, I looked over at the metered-price and couldn't believe my eyes.! I take cabs home from Colombo often after worship practices and other late-night outings, and I know how much the cost is like the back of my hand. However the price on the meter was a good 200 rupees LESS than the regular amount. Basically, it was the price we pay for a ordinary tuk-tuk ride home! I looked at the driver and he looked utterly at peace, smiling, waiting for me to pay him. I had the exact amount of change in my wallet - and since I didn't even have to use the big bucks- got off the car very much pleasantly surprised.
As I walked towards my home, guess what thought popped into my mind! The moment from Pastor Colton's autobiography where he met with an angel..
I don't know whether the driver in the luxury cab was an angel or not; but I sure know one thing, angel or human, God sent that cab just for me :)
Day 3:
So since all my financial insecurities were washed away, I enjoyed the good food and drinks from Elephant House stall and Slush Bar, boothed outside the conference hall. I also bought food for a few friends, and did not feel uneasy about it at all! :)
Pastor Eric's statement about us not being content when prophesied over by an ordinary "no-so-famous" but wanting a big announcement by the famous speaker or prophet, applied to many of us.I recall having that as a tiny ''question in my heart. Well that was an unrecognized insecurity problem, which was completely washed away by Grace during the conference! :)
I remember personally being prophesied over by Shiaarn, one of the ministry team members from New Zealand. She told me many wonderful things that could only be from God.. for most of those prophesies I can never even imagine being accomplished by mere human effort. I aim to personally pursue God and His wisdom daily in order to accomplish these dreams He has planted in my heart. Oh, what? Did you say time? Time in is the hands of its creator, right? :)
What I learned from those magnificent 3 days in my life, is that I worry IN VAIN, solely because I wasn't completely assured of my identity in Christ, and also because I wasn't baptized in the Father's love. I suppose every participant would share the same conclusive testimony. I'm humbled and I want to appreciate our Good Good Father in Heaven and all His wonderful servants, the Leadership who organized and lead Manifest Glory 2015, and all my siblings in Christ who participated.
Thank you. I'm eternally grateful. Now I look through Son Glasses; upgraded and new, in the Kingdom-perspective.! :)
So here are some testimonies from the weekend that changed my life: 24,25, and 26th of September 2015.
I'm a rain-person. Not an ordinary, stay-at-home-watching-the-rains-and-drinking-coffee-while-reading-a-good-book-person, but a let-it-rain-and-thunder-and-let-there-be-lightening-and-torrents-of-hail-and-let-me-dance-literally-in-the-storm-person. (Yeah you can imagine what heartache and distress I cause in my poor mom's mind whenever there's a storm!) And throughout the 3 days of the Conference , the monsoons ripped the sky open!
I was the happiest girl in the world!
Of course, I was extremely grateful for shelter, umbrellas, transport and warm clothes. And no I'm not being insensitive; I did pray that God would take the rains away despite my childishness, in order for people to not be inconvenienced at their daily tasks and routines.
So, yeah! :)
Day 1: My remaining pride and insecurities got just blown away by the powerful Worship segment! Cheers to Harin and team!
I got baptized in Love :) Thank you Lord God! And thank you Pastor Leif!
Day 2: I got slain by the Holy Spirit for the first time. TWICE! Here I was,standing, singing and receiving God's love with my hands held out, and WHACK I was on the floor. The presence of God was so tangible, strong and HEAVY that I couldn't get back up, so I embraced Him. Waited down there with Him, talking to Him and listening to the rest of the congregation worship, wail, laugh and get into their own happy-frenzies with Pappa God. I could push myself up after a while, when I felt the "wight" lifted off me, and I started singing His praise, and then I had the urge to kneel. Down I went again, and tumbled down. Flat. Nose first.
Such a LOL moment with God. He's cool like that. I'm sure He would've been thinking, "No, baby girl, I'm not done with you yet! Rest a little more!", and.. WHACK! :)
After the day ended,since it was raining cats and dogs and my insecurities were just gone, I decided to call a cab as soon as my spiritual auntie, Christine, dropped me halfway through at a friends' office. Since I didn't receive a call from the initial refereed number, I called the company back and asked for another car. They stated apologetically that I would have had to wait for 15 minutes since all drivers were busy with other trips, since there were many orders due to bad weather. I was a tad bit worried but not as much as I would've originally - before my mindset was changed at the conference-which itself is a testimony. I told them I would wait. About two minutes later I received a call and it was a cab-driver. I had not received a referred SMS from the company; however I answered the call. The driver said he was near Asiri Surgical Hospital (which is located next to my Church) and that he would get to where I was, promptly. He did, pretty soon,despite the terrible weather and subsequent chaotic traffic jam.And for my amazement, it was no ordinary TATA-nano -cab, but a prestigious-looking luxury car; painted in royal blue. I got panicked. Now this might cost me something,- I thought. I opened the passenger's door quickly and proclaimed, "Hi, I did NOT ask for a luxury cab though.." to which the the pleasant-looking young driver replied, "No no. That's alright Ms". To re-confirm, I asked the driver as I slid into the comfortable back-seat, "This is on the normal rate-scheme, right?" The driver replied "Yes yes, not to worry Ms." And although I was a tad bit confused, my spirit was at ease so I simple relaxed, and was driven home comfortably. Past all traffic, past all the dreadful overflowing potholes on the highway and even the hectic noises from the outside was blocked by the soft hum of the car. I relaxed and was sped home. As soon as we reached the point where I had to get off, I looked over at the metered-price and couldn't believe my eyes.! I take cabs home from Colombo often after worship practices and other late-night outings, and I know how much the cost is like the back of my hand. However the price on the meter was a good 200 rupees LESS than the regular amount. Basically, it was the price we pay for a ordinary tuk-tuk ride home! I looked at the driver and he looked utterly at peace, smiling, waiting for me to pay him. I had the exact amount of change in my wallet - and since I didn't even have to use the big bucks- got off the car very much pleasantly surprised.
As I walked towards my home, guess what thought popped into my mind! The moment from Pastor Colton's autobiography where he met with an angel..
I don't know whether the driver in the luxury cab was an angel or not; but I sure know one thing, angel or human, God sent that cab just for me :)
Day 3:
So since all my financial insecurities were washed away, I enjoyed the good food and drinks from Elephant House stall and Slush Bar, boothed outside the conference hall. I also bought food for a few friends, and did not feel uneasy about it at all! :)
Pastor Eric's statement about us not being content when prophesied over by an ordinary "no-so-famous" but wanting a big announcement by the famous speaker or prophet, applied to many of us.I recall having that as a tiny ''question in my heart. Well that was an unrecognized insecurity problem, which was completely washed away by Grace during the conference! :)
I remember personally being prophesied over by Shiaarn, one of the ministry team members from New Zealand. She told me many wonderful things that could only be from God.. for most of those prophesies I can never even imagine being accomplished by mere human effort. I aim to personally pursue God and His wisdom daily in order to accomplish these dreams He has planted in my heart. Oh, what? Did you say time? Time in is the hands of its creator, right? :)
What I learned from those magnificent 3 days in my life, is that I worry IN VAIN, solely because I wasn't completely assured of my identity in Christ, and also because I wasn't baptized in the Father's love. I suppose every participant would share the same conclusive testimony. I'm humbled and I want to appreciate our Good Good Father in Heaven and all His wonderful servants, the Leadership who organized and lead Manifest Glory 2015, and all my siblings in Christ who participated.
Thank you. I'm eternally grateful. Now I look through Son Glasses; upgraded and new, in the Kingdom-perspective.! :)
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