Four months before I had ever heard of Kirkland Assembly, God put the desire for revival into my heart. Then in July of 2000, I got a flier in the mail from a church three blocks from my new school.A month before a woman I didn't know told me, "God is going to do something! I want to sow into your life!" After one night at Kirkland I knew, "something"
had happened. This was the first revival of my life. I say first because I learned that God is not limited. For a generation raised in the promise land this is only the beginning.
In an email to a friend I told her what God was doing in my life: "..I was weeping uncontrolably.I
couldn't stop! I saw men, women, and children of all ages laying at the alters and weeping. The pastors don't even have to lay hands on them. The glory just falls and they crumble to the floor. The Lord is so Holy!..."
I remember meeting a young girl in a morning servise who had been touched by God's presence.
She told me she had been on drugs and had almost died. But Jesus had saved her! Her eyes sparked as we cried together. Over and over she said, "He loved us! He died for us!" I will never forget her words or that wonderful sweet anointing!
Looking back I find that it wasen't the pastor, the evangelist, or the church I remember. I love them all, but I remember God! He healed me of hurts I had hidden away in my heart, he showed me I could believe Him to fulfill everything He had ever said, He showed me is glory! How could I ever be the same again? Everyday I am reminded who He is, and who I am in Him. As a friend wrote in my yearbook, "reivival is only the beginning...."
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