Do you remember the first time the Holy Spirit communicated with you?
Did you know what was happening?
A confirmation? Some guidance? Some chastening? Comfort?
I was fairly linear as a kid so promptings of the Sprit wasn't "a still small voice" but more of an odd feeling I could not define because it was rare.
I did feel nice when I was baptized but not like other children spoke of an certainly not like the adults told me. I felt good, but not really different.
I remember a rather strong feeling that woke me up as I was asleep across the front of a boat on Clear lake on a trip with my boyfriend and his friends. I was sick and had taken strong over-the-counter medication and I slept across the front of the boat as the guys water skied and got a bit drunk on weak beer.
They stopped in the middle of the day for food and beer. My boyfriend had orange juice and more OTC medication for me, I put on lots more sun lotion and may have had a half sandwich, listened to their retelling who did well and who did not, and dozed off again. By the sudden end of our day, I did not know but the driver of the boat, named Danny, drove into the cove near their house, apparently all the neighbors were yelling at us, the guy who was skiing (Bart) had let go of the tow because he knew they were going too fast and you're not supposed to ski in the cove. Well, Danny kept going and all the guys were looking at Bart and not ahead of the boat. A strong force woke me, I noticed birds why had been sitting on the lake flying left and right as we sped towards them, and then I saw the brick wall that we were quickly nearing. I somehow woke to full awareness, turned around and screamed at to driver D-A-N-N-N-Y!!!! and jumped off the boat into the shallow water. Thankfully, all the guys did too. We were ok. The boat was not. Assume lots of yelling and arguing about our decision to drive and ski in the cove continued.
I cannot tell you what that voice was that woke me and made me so alert, and I had put it out of my mind, but my boyfriend said something that I put aside for years that I think on now, "Babe, you saved our lives". Bart had said "you guys are idiots! I was telling you to stop the moment you drove into the cove!"
