While worshipping at a Charismatic Baptist Church in Scotland this morning, I felt the Holy Spirit pulse through me out of nowhere during a song. I wondered what was going on when a congregant caught me off guard seconds later.
“Hi. I think the Holy Spirit gave me an image for you when you walked in, and I felt like I was supposed to share.”
The church is one of the ways that God reminds us of his omnipresence. What a bizarre joy to bump into the same Spirit of Jesus that I know at my church in Michigan, talking to me on the other side of the world through the wider body of Christ.


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