When St. Peter was released from prison by the angel, he went straight to where the saints were praying. The little girl who answered his knock was so excited to see him she left him standing at the door and ran in to tell the others that St. Peter stood at the door. They said "you are mad, it must be his ghost...his spirit"
I once saw a brother's spirit.
I had not long been saved and went to work at a drug re-habilitation centre, it was non-denomination so there was every which kind of Christian working there. One there was who really, really disapproved of Pentecostalists in general and ME in particular, not only so but he was a very difficult person, overbearing and he wore a permafrown. I made it my business to keep the heck out of his way.
But you know the Lord, we were put to room together :)
Each night I would go and press my ear against the door and when I could hear him snoring I would retire to bed. One night I had scarcely put my head on the pillow when he was THERE by my bed. The hair shot back on my head for he was transfigured, his countenance was lit up into a radiant smile and his hand was stretched out toward me as though he would bless me.
I ducked down under the duvet and when I looked again he was gone, I could hear him snoring in his bed the whole time. God said "that is how ALL My children look"
I once saw a brother's spirit.
I had not long been saved and went to work at a drug re-habilitation centre, it was non-denomination so there was every which kind of Christian working there. One there was who really, really disapproved of Pentecostalists in general and ME in particular, not only so but he was a very difficult person, overbearing and he wore a permafrown. I made it my business to keep the heck out of his way.
But you know the Lord, we were put to room together :)
Each night I would go and press my ear against the door and when I could hear him snoring I would retire to bed. One night I had scarcely put my head on the pillow when he was THERE by my bed. The hair shot back on my head for he was transfigured, his countenance was lit up into a radiant smile and his hand was stretched out toward me as though he would bless me.
I ducked down under the duvet and when I looked again he was gone, I could hear him snoring in his bed the whole time. God said "that is how ALL My children look"
