The Holy Spirit is an enigmatic wind that blows across the land, coursing through all in its path. Tearing down walls, destroying fortresses, and blowing open windows and doors, this mighty wind raises ocean waves and topples strongholds like a hammer smashing glass.
Descending unseen from above, it moves in the same manner of a Ghost.
And though with mortal eyes we cannot detect a definitive form, we “see” its certain presence the moment we feel it pass.
“Let it be said of Me what they will, but do not slander the Holy Spirit.”
For from this Spirit derives a multitude of gifts imparted from above.
Rushing, filling, giving, and sharing,
He brings abundant life to a languishing world in need of revival and rebirth.
Let no one dare stand against the Spirit
Who brings Heaven’s breath to race across the face of the Earth.
He cannot be captured, trapped, or enslaved as He rushes through and past
the first and last,
of all who stand awakened to their worth.
See the Spirit rise yet never fall…
and heed the Word with every single move He makes.
Hearken to His call,
as witnesses to the most astonishing, amazing things
He brings among us all.
Come Holy Spirit, enrapture us with the Mysteries of God, embrace us forever in the wellspring of Eternal life, and enjoin us to nothing but the Word made flesh in the person of Jesus.
Amen.
