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When I was in high school a woman I worked with at the corner decorating store was what my father called a "holly roller". Gladys was a pretty woman much devoted to religion but her life didn't really match it.
She told me she was going to Pittsburgh to see Kathren Kulman a spiritual avangelist. I knew nothing of this avangelist but knew a chance to get out of town with my boyfriend so I accepted her invitation. We went by bus that we met at 5am in downtown Cleveland. The bus ride was 3 hours and torture but what the heck it got me out of the house and time with my boyfriend. At 17 it was an adventure. How could my parents say no to a church thing.
We got to the famous Pittsburgh auditorium and the place was filled to the brink with even hospital bed in the back. I had no expectations but as I looked around I felt the hope and even desperation of the people there. They announced "Let us welcome Miss Kathren Kulman" a light went to the stage left and out of the wings walked a petite lady in a long flowing crape dress. Before she stepped from the wings there was a wave of energy very strong that swept over the auditorium. I heard some "ohhhhhhh and moans as I felt it sweep across me. What was really validating was that my boyfriend that was always out of sync with the world said as I felt it...."What the heck was that" I knew he felt it too and his reactions validated what I felt but never voiced to him. I knew then it was not Miss Kathren Kulman aura, ( I didn't even know what an aura was then.) I knew from the strength of it it was the Holy Spirit. ( I didn't even know what the Holy Spirit was until that moment) then I automatically from knowledge within understood it.
That imprinted on every cell in my body or should I say every cell in my body and in my soul "remembered". I thought about what Glayds told me about being reborn and wondered what that was. I was walking up to work one day, think it was a Wednesday and just got past my house. I opened and welcomed God and Jesus into my life in a quick thought and again like a wave within filling me I felt new and sparklely and filled with a joy, a happiness, wow was this that reborn feeling? I had trouble though with those that screamed at others you have to be reborn. They screamed like from disturbance and anger that people should be reborn. It's not that way. It's a personal private thing with God and it can't be forced. It's a beautiful moment of pure joy that fills you just by quietly opening to spirit.
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