The Holy Spirit Brings Restoration & Healing! | Powerful Anointed Message by Kathryn Kuhlman

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O precious people, do you not know, have you not heard?
There is a presence so sacred, so holy, so full of love, that when he enters the room the broken are restored, the weary are lifted, and the sick are healed.
It is the presence of the Holy Spirit.
I stand before you today not with the wisdom of men, not with intaking words, but with a deep, unshakable knowing that the Spirit of the living God is here.
Right now, he is moving, he is stirring, he is calling, calling the wounded, the lost, the desperate, the ones who have cried in the night.
O God, do you see me?
Have you forgotten me?
O precious people, if only you could see what I see, if only your heart could grasp the magnitude of his presence.
The Holy Spirit is here.
He is here moving among us, closer than the air we breathe.
He is not distant.
He is not far away.
He is not confined to the pages of history.
No, he is here right now, and where he is healing flows like a river.
I tell you there is a presence greater than sickness, greater than fear, greater than the weight of sorrow you have carried for so long.
It is the presence of the Holy Spirit, and when he comes, oh, when he moves upon a life, healing is inevitable.
It is not something you must beg for, not something you must strive to earn.
No, it is who he is.
It is his very nature to restore, to renew, to breathe life into what was once dead.
So many have asked, Ms. Kuhlman, does God still heal today?
Does he still perform miracles?
And oh, how my heart aches when I hear that question, because I know, I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that the same Holy Spirit who moved in the days of old, who healed the sick, who raised the dead, who restored the broken, he has not changed, not one bit.
He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
If you would only believe, if you would only open your heart, you would see it for yourself.
Do you know what happens when the Holy Spirit moves?
Oh, it is beyond words.
I have seen the most impossible situations turn around in a moment.
I have seen bodies wracked with disease suddenly gloriously made whole.
I have seen the crippled rise, the blind see, the hopeless filled with joy unspeakable, and not because of anything I have done, oh no, I am nothing.
I have nothing to give you, but I know the one who heals, and I know that even now he is reaching out to you.
You who have carried pain for so long that it has become a part of you, you who have given up hope of ever being whole again, you who have wept in the silence of the night, asking, God, do you see me?
Oh, precious one, he sees you.
He has never taken his eyes off you.
You have never been abandoned, never been forsaken.
And in this very moment, his presence surrounds you like a holy fire, like a river of love, like the gentle whisper of a savior calling your name.
I remember a woman who came to one of our meetings, her body frail, her face weary from years of suffering.
The doctors had given up.
They had done all they could.
And still, the disease ravaged her.
She came not for me, not for a show, but for one thing alone.
She came for Jesus.
And oh, how the Holy Spirit honored that simple childlike faith.
No one touched her.
No one even prayed over her.
But suddenly, in the midst of worship, in the stillness of his presence, she felt it, the unmistakable touch of God.
In an instant, the pain left her body.
Strength flooded her limbs.
And before she even realized what was happening, she was standing, walking, leaping for joy.
She was healed completely.
Undeniably healed, not by the hand of man, but by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Oh, how many times have I seen it.
How many lives transformed.
And yet some still doubt, some still question.
But I tell you, the Holy Spirit is not limited by doubt.
He is not hindered by the unbelief of man.
He moves where there is hunger, where there is surrender, where there is a heart willing to say, Jesus, I need you.
That is all it takes.
That is all he asks for.
A heart that is open, a soul that is yielded, a spirit that is willing to receive.
You see, healing is not just for the body.
It is for the soul, for the mind, for every wounded place within you.
So many are bound, not by sickness alone, but by fear, by guilt, by shame.
So many walk through life carrying burdens that God never meant for them to carry.
But oh, the Holy Spirit is a chain breaker.
When he moves, every shackle must fall.
Every lie of the enemy must be silenced.
He restores what was lost.
He mends what was broken.
He breathes life into what seemed beyond repair.
I don't understand it.
I never have, and I never will.
I only know that it is real.
I only know that I have seen it with my own eyes time and time again.
And I know that right now in this very moment, he is reaching out to you.
Will you let him?
Will you allow him to touch you?
Oh, it is not about striving, not about working, not about being good enough.
It is simply about surrender.
Precious one, lay it all down.
Lay down the fear, the doubt, the hurt, the unbelief.
Give him everything and watch what he will do.
There is no sickness too great, no wound too deep, no heart too broken for the Holy Spirit to restore.
There is no darkness that can stand in his presence, no chain that can resist his power.
I can do nothing for you, but he can do everything.
And he is here right now.
The question is not, can he heal me?
The question is, will I receive?
Do you believe?
Oh, do you believe?
If you do, then lift your hands, lift your heart.
Forget everything else.
Forget the world around you.
Forget what anyone else might think.
This is between you and the Holy Spirit.
This is your moment.
And as sure as I stand before you today, I know that his power is flowing.
Oh, I feel it.
I know it.
And if you will just believe, if you will just yield, if you will just say, Jesus, I am yours, then healing is yours.
Restoration is yours.
Wholeness is yours.
Oh, precious Jesus, let it be so.
Oh, precious people, I wish I could make you see it.
I wish I could make you feel it.
The Holy Spirit is here, and he has never left you. There are those in this place, those listening to the sound of my voice, who have felt forsaken.
You have cried in the dark.
Oh, God, where are you?
Have you forgotten me?
Have you turned your face away from me?
And the enemy, that old deceiver, has whispered his lies into your heart, telling you that God is far away, that he no longer sees you, that you have been left alone in your suffering.
But I tell you, with every fiber of my being, that is a lie from the pit of hell.
You have never been forgotten.
You have never been abandoned.
The Holy Spirit has been with you in every moment, in every pain, in every trial.
He was there when you wept in silence.
He was there when your heart was shattered.
He was there when you felt like you could not go on.
And he is here now, reaching out, calling your name, drawing you into the arms of Jesus.
Oh, if only you knew how much he loves you, if only you could comprehend the depth, the height, the width of his love.
It is a love that will never let you go, a love that has pursued you through every storm, a love that has waited patiently, tenderly, for the moment when your heart would open once again.
There was a woman who came to one of our services, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Oh, I will never forget her.
She had lost everything, her husband, her home, her health.
She was weary, tired, broken in ways that only the Holy Spirit could see.
She had come not for a miracle, not even for healing, but for one thing alone, to know if God still saw her, if he still loved her, if he still cared.
And as the presence of the Holy Spirit filled the room, something happened.
It was as though a great weight lifted from her shoulders.
Tears streamed down her face, not tears of sorrow, but of joy, of release, of a love so overwhelming that she could not contain it.
And oh, in that moment she was healed.
Not just her body, though.
Yes, she was healed physically.
But something even greater.
Her heart was restored, her soul was made whole, because she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God had never left her.
How many in this place have felt like that woman?
How many have walked through the valley of despair, believing the lie that God has turned away?
Oh, hear me.
That is not your father.
That is not the nature of the Holy Spirit.
He is near to the brokenhearted.
He is the lifter of your head.
He is the one who bottles every tear you have ever cried.
He knows your name.
He knows every detail of your life.
He knows the pain you have carried, the prayers you have whispered, the burdens that have weighed heavily upon you.
And do you know what he says?
Oh, if only you could hear his voice.
He says, I have loved you with an everlasting love.
He says, I will never leave you nor forsake you.
He says, you are mine.
Oh, precious one, he has never let you go, even in your darkest moment.
When you felt most alone, he was holding you, covering you, surrounding you with a love that cannot fail.
I remember a young man who came forward one night, trembling, afraid, tears streaming down his face.
He had run from God for years, believing that he had strayed too far, that he had made too many mistakes, that there was no way back.
But oh, the mercy of Jesus, the love of the Holy Spirit.
In an instant, as he simply whispered the name of Jesus, the weight of his past was gone.
The shame, the guilt, the fear, all of it washed away in the river of God's love.
And oh, the joy that flooded his soul.
There are some listening now who have believed the same lie, that you have wandered too far, that you have failed too many times, that God could never take you back.
But listen to me, listen with all your heart.
Nothing, nothing, nothing can separate you from the love of God.
Not your past, not your mistakes, not even your own doubt.
The Holy Spirit is calling you back, drawing you close.
Speaking to your heart even now.
You do not have to live in fear any longer.
You do not have to wonder if you are loved.
You do not have to carry the weight of your past.
Oh, lift your hands, lift your heart.
Right now, right where you are, the Holy Spirit is touching you.
His love is flowing like a mighty river washing over you, cleansing you, restoring you.
Oh, precious Jesus, how wonderful you are.
How deep your love, how perfect your mercy.
There is not a soul too broken, not a heart too wounded, not a life too far gone for you to restore.
Right now, Holy Spirit, do what only you can do.
Touch every heart, every life, every weary soul.
Let them know that they are loved, that they are seen, that they are never alone.
And, oh, dear ones, never again believe the lie that God has forgotten you.
Never again doubt His love.
The same Holy Spirit who raised Jesus from the dead is alive in you.
He is your comforter, your healer, your friend.
And He has never, never, never let you go.
Hallelujah to the Lamb of God.
Hallelujah to the One who restores.
Lift your hands, lift your voice.
Oh, how I love Him.
How I adore Him.
Precious Jesus, thank you.
Thank you for your love.
And so, my dear people, take this moment, take this truth, and hold it deep in your heart.
When the enemy comes with his lies, when the storms of life rage, remember God has not forgotten you.
The Holy Spirit is with you.
He is here.
He is moving.
He is healing.
And, oh, how, how He loves you.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah. Oh, precious people, listen to me.
Listen with your heart.
Healing is not just for the body, it is for the soul, for the mind, for the deepest wounds that no one else can see.
There are those in this place, those within the sound of my voice, who have been carrying a pain so deep, so heavy, that no doctor could ever diagnose it.
A pain that no medicine can touch, no therapy can reach, no human words can ever soothe.
And yet you go on, day after day, smiling on the outside, but inside, oh, inside you are broken.
Inside, there is a wound that has never healed, a scar that still aches, a burden that weighs so heavily upon you.
But listen to me.
Oh, if only I could make you see it.
If only I could make you understand.
The Holy Spirit is not just the healer of bodies, He is the healer of hearts.
He is the restorer of souls.
He is the one who reaches into the deepest places of our being and makes us whole again.
How many in this place have been wounded by life?
How many have been hurt by words, by rejection, by betrayal?
How many have carried the weight of fear, of guilt, of sorrow?
Oh, precious one, the Holy Spirit sees it all.
He sees the pain you have never spoken, the tears you have cried when no one was watching, the silent suffering you have carried for so long.
And do you know what He says?
Oh, hear me now.
He says, I have come to heal the brokenhearted.
He says, I have come to bind up your wounds.
He says, come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
Oh, I know what it is to see the broken healed.
I have seen it with my own eyes.
Not just the crippled walking, not just the blind receiving their sight, but those whose hearts were shattered beyond repair, made whole again by the power of the Holy Spirit.
There was a woman who came to one of our meetings, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Oh, I will never forget her.
She had been abandoned, left alone by the very people who had promised to love her.
She had lost everything, her family, her dignity, her will to go on.
She stood in the crowd, silent, unseen, convinced that even God had forgotten her.
But, oh, the Holy Spirit sees what no one else can see.
And in a moment, oh, in just a moment, His presence swept over her like a mighty wind, like a river of love.
She fell to her knees, her hands lifted high, as wave after wave of God's love washed over her.
And, oh, the joy, oh, the peace.
She was not just comforted, she was restored.
And I ask you now, how many in this place need that same healing?
How many have walked through life with a heart that has been wounded?
How many have carried the weight of shame, the chains of regret, the darkness of despair?
Oh, hear me, hear me now.
You do not have to live like this.
You do not have to carry this burden another moment.
The Holy Spirit is here and He is ready.
Oh, He is so ready to touch you, to heal you, to restore what has been lost.
But you must let Him.
Oh, precious one, you must surrender.
You must open your heart and let Him in.
The healing of the Holy Spirit is not for those who fight to hold on to their pain.
It is for those who are willing to lay it down.
Oh, how we cling to our wounds, how we hold on to the very things that are destroying us.
We say, but you don't understand.
You don't know what they did to me.
You don't know how deeply I was hurt.
How could I ever be whole again?
And the Holy Spirit says, give it to me.
Oh, will you do it?
Will you lay it down?
Will you release the pain, the fear, the bitterness, the sorrow?
Because in the moment you do, in the very instant you surrender, His power will flood your soul.
His love will heal every wound.
And you will know, oh, you will know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are free.
I remember a young man who came to one of our meetings, his face filled with anguish.
He had been tormented for years, his mind a battlefield of fear and despair.
He had tried everything, counseling, medication, every solution the world had to offer, but nothing could bring him peace.
And then, oh, and then he walked into the presence of the Holy Spirit.
And in a moment, just one moment, the torment was gone.
The chains of fear, of depression, of hopelessness gone.
And oh, the light in his eyes.
Oh, the joy in his soul.
He was free.
And I ask you now, do you want that same freedom?
Do you want to walk in the peace, the joy, the healing of the Holy Spirit?
Because He is here.
He is here.
And He is waiting.
You don't have to leave this place the way you came.
You don't have to carry this burden another step.
The Holy Spirit is ready to touch you, to heal you, to restore you completely.
But you must open your heart.
You must say, Jesus, I give it all to you.
Oh, say it now.
Say it with everything in you.
And watch, oh, watch what He will do.
There is no sorrow too deep for Him to heal.
There is no wound too old for Him to mend.
There is no heart too broken for Him to restore.
And right now, right now, I know that His power is moving.
I know that hearts are being healed.
I know that lives are being transformed.
Because that is who He is.
That is what He does.
Oh, how I love Him.
Oh, how I adore Him.
Precious Jesus, wonderful Holy Spirit.
Let your healing flow.
Let your power fall.
Touch every heart, every soul, every wounded spirit.
And as sure as I stand before you today, I know, oh, I know that the healing has begun.
You will never be the same again.
Never.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
Oh, precious people, if only I could make you see it.
If only I could make you understand.
The power of God is real.
The presence of the Holy Spirit is moving even now, even in this moment.
How many of you have prayed and prayed, yet it seems as though heaven has been silent?
How many have cried out in the night?
Oh, God, do you hear me?
Have you forgotten me?
Oh, how many have struggled with doubt, wondering if the promises of God are for someone else, for those who are more worthy, for those with greater faith?
But listen to me.
Listen with your heart.
The Holy Spirit does not move according to our worthiness.
He does not heal because we have earned it.
He does not restore because we have done everything right.
No.
A thousand times no.
The power of God, because of who He is.
It is His mercy, His grace, His unchanging love that reaches out to us.
Oh, if only I could take you by the hand.
If only I could look into your eyes and make you understand God has not forgotten you.
He has not passed you by.
You are not invisible to Him.
There was a woman who came to one of our meetings, her heart heavy with despair.
She had suffered for years, carrying a sickness in her body that no doctor could cure.
She had spent all she had, tried every remedy, but nothing had changed.
Oh, she had nearly lost hope, but she heard that Jesus was still healing.
She heard that the Holy Spirit was still moving.
And so she came, weak, trembling, unsure if she would be noticed in the great crowd.
And oh, how I love this about the Holy Spirit.
He sees the one in the crowd.
He knows the heart that is crying out in silence.
And in that moment, as the presence of God filled the room, she felt it.
Oh, she felt it.
A warmth, a power, a love so overwhelming that she could hardly stand.
And in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, she was healed.
Oh, her body was made whole.
But even greater than that, her faith was restored.
She knew, oh, she knew that God had seen her all along.
And I ask you now, how many of you are waiting for your miracle?
How many are standing at the edge, wondering if this is the moment?
If this is the day when God will move in your life?
Oh, listen to me.
Do not let doubt rob you of what the Holy Spirit is doing.
Do not let the enemy whisper his lies into your heart, telling you that it is too late, that you have missed your moment, that you are beyond hope.
Because I tell you, as surely as I stand here, the Holy Spirit is still moving.
I have seen him do it again and again and again.
I have watched as the power of God swept through a place, touching lives, healing bodies, restoring souls.
I have seen those who had no faith at all suddenly overwhelmed by the presence of God, suddenly knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jesus is alive.
Oh, I remember a man who came to a meeting once, dragged there by his wife.
He did not believe.
He did not want to be there.
Oh, how he crossed his arms, how he sat with a hard heart, determined not to be moved.
But you cannot sit in the presence of the Holy Spirit and not be changed.
You cannot resist when Jesus himself walks into the room.
And before the night was over, that same man was weeping like a child, his hands lifted high, his soul crying out for the mercy of God.
Oh, and how the Holy Spirit met him, how the power of God flooded his soul.
And from that day on, he was never the same again.
And so I ask you, what is your need today?
What is it that you have carried for so long?
Is it sickness?
Is it sorrow?
Is it fear?
Because I tell you, there is nothing.
Oh, hear me.
Nothing too great for God.
No sickness too deep.
No pain too strong.
No past too broken that he cannot restore.
But you must reach out.
You must believe.
You must open your heart and let the Holy Spirit move in your life.
Oh, do it now.
Do not wait another moment.
Lift your hands.
Lift your heart.
Say, Jesus, I believe.
I believe that you are the same yesterday, today, and forever.
I believe that you are healing, restoring, moving even now.
Oh, precious Holy Spirit, I feel you now.
I know you are working.
I know you are touching hearts.
I know that in this very moment, miracles are happening.
And so, dear one, do not leave this place unchanged.
Do not let this moment pass you by.
The Holy Spirit is calling.
Jesus is here.
The power of God is real.
And, oh, how I love him.
How I adore him.
How I long for every heart to know him as I know him.
Because he is wonderful.
He is glorious.
And he is moving.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Oh, precious people, listen to me.
Listen with your heart.
There is nothing, nothing that the Holy Spirit cannot restore.
There is no loss too great, no wound too deep, no failure so final that God cannot breathe life into it again.
I know, I know.
There are those of you who have whispered in the depths of your soul, but you don't understand.
You don't know what I've lost.
You don't know what I've been through.
Oh, dear one, hear me now.
The Holy Spirit knows.
He knows the nights you have cried yourself to sleep.
He knows the ache you have carried in secret.
He knows the dreams that once burned so bright in your heart, but now lay cold and buried beneath the weight of disappointment.
But I tell you, as surely as I stand here, he is the God who restores.
He is the God who brings life out of death, hope out of despair, beauty out of ashes.
Oh, I wish you could have seen it.
I wish you could have been there that night.
There was a man broken, defeated, crushed beneath the weight of his own failures.
He had once walked with God, once burned with passion for the things of the Spirit.
But oh, how he had fallen.
How the enemy had whispered to him, it's too late.
You have gone too far.
There is no way back.
But listen to me, that is a lie.
There is no sin too great that the blood of Jesus cannot wash away.
There is no failure so deep that the Holy Spirit cannot reach into it and bring restoration.
And that night, oh, that glorious night, the power of God swept over that man like a mighty river.
And in a moment, oh, in just a moment, the weight was lifted.
The shame, the guilt, the condemnation all gone.
And in its place, the joy of restoration, the fire of a heart made new, the overwhelming love of a God who would never let him go.
And I ask you now, how many of you have believed the lie of the enemy?
How many of you have said, it's over.
My best days are behind me.
There is nothing left for me now.
Oh, precious one, that is not the voice of your Father.
That is not the heart of the Holy Spirit.
He is the restore.
He is the rebuilder of broken dreams, the lifter of the weary soul, the God who makes all things new.
Oh, how we limit him.
How we put him in a box and say, God, you can do this, but you cannot do that.
But do you know what he says?
He says, behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh.
Is anything too hard for me?
Oh, I remember a woman who came forward one night, trembling, tears streaming down her face.
She had suffered loss upon loss, heart attack upon heart attack.
She had buried her dreams, convinced that God had turned away, that he had forgotten her.
But oh, the mercy of Jesus.
Oh, the tenderness of the Holy Spirit.
As the presence of God filled the room, she suddenly knew, oh, she knew that God had never left her, that even in her sorrow, even in her loss, he had been there all along, waiting, watching, loving her with an everlasting love.
And do you know what happened?
Oh, I will never forget it.
As she stood there, something broke.
The years of pain, the chains of grief gone.
And in their place, a peace so deep, a joy so overwhelming that she fell to her knees, lifting her hands in worship.
And I tell you now, that same restoration is here for you.
That same healing power is moving even now.
But you must reach out.
You must believe.
You must say, Holy Spirit, I surrender.
I give you my brokenness.
I give you my failures.
I give you the pieces of my shattered life.
Restore me.
Oh, will you do it?
Will you lay it down?
Will you trust him to take what has been lost and bring it back to life?
Because I tell you, dear one, nothing is wasted in the hands of God.
Not your pain.
Not your failures.
Not even the years you feel have been lost.
He is the God of restoration.
He is the God who turns mourning into dancing, sorrow into joy, despair into hope.
But you must let him.
Oh, you must let him.
You must stop holding on to the past.
Stop rehearsing the pain.
Stop listening to the lies of the enemy that say it is finished.
It is over.
No.
No.
No.
It is not over.
It is just beginning.
Oh, precious Holy Spirit, I feel you now.
I know you are moving.
I know you are touching hearts, restoring lives, breathing hope into those who have given up.
And I know, oh, I know, that as sure as the sun will rise, there are those in this very moment who are being made new.
The chains of despair are breaking.
The weight of sorrow is lifting.
The power of restoration is flowing like a river.
Oh, how I love him.
How I adore him.
Precious Jesus, wonderful Holy Spirit, let your healing flow.
Let your power fall.
Touch every heart, every soul, every weary spirit.
And as surely as I stand before you today, I tell you, you will never be the same again.
You will walk out of this place restored, renewed, made whole by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Oh, precious people, listen to me.
Listen with your heart.
There is a presence in this place so holy, so wonderful, so powerful.
It is the presence of the Holy Spirit, and he is moving even now.
I know there are those of you who have wondered, is God really with me?
Has he left me?
Have I drifted too far?
Oh, dear one, let me tell you, he has never left you.
He has never turned his face from you.
He has never abandoned you.
There is nothing, oh, hear me, nothing that can separate you from his love.
Not your failures, not your past, not your mistakes, not even the depths of your doubt, because the Holy Spirit does not come and go.
He abides.
He dwells.
He remains.
Oh, I wish you could see it.
I wish you could understand.
The presence of God is not just for a moment, not just for a fleeting experience.
It is for every moment, for every day, for every step of your journey.
How many times have you felt alone?
How many times have you whispered in the silence, God, where are you?
Oh, I know, I know.
There have been nights when the darkness seemed too heavy, when the weight of life pressed down upon you until you could hardly breathe.
And yet, oh, and yet, he was there.
There was a woman who came forward one night, her eyes filled with sorrow.
She had suffered.
Oh, how she had suffered.
The trials of life had left her weary, wounded, so tired of fighting, so tired of trying to hold on.
And in her pain, she had begun to believe the lie of the enemy, the lie that said, you are alone.
God has forgotten you, but oh, the mercy of Jesus.
Oh, the tender, loving presence of the Holy Spirit.
As she stood there, the power of God fell upon her, wrapping her like a warm embrace.
Flooding her soul with a love so deep, so overwhelming that she could not stand under the weight of it.
And in that moment, she knew, oh, she knew, that she had never been alone.
That even in her darkest hour, the Holy Spirit had been with her.
That every tear she had cried, he had seen.
That every moment of pain, he had felt.
That his love had never wavered, not for a single second.
And I tell you, dear one, that same presence is here for you.
That same love is reaching for you even now.
Oh, if only you would open your heart.
If only you would believe.
If only you would say, Holy Spirit, I receive your presence.
I receive your love.
I receive the fullness of all that you are.
Because, dear one, the Holy Spirit is not a distant God.
He is not far away.
He is here with you, within you, surrounding you with his power, his love, his peace.
Oh, I remember a young man who came into one of our meetings, his heart burdened with questions, his soul tormented by doubts.
He had grown up hearing about God, but he had never known him.
He had never experienced his presence.
And in his mind, he thought, maybe God is real for others, but not for me.
Maybe his power is for someone else, but not for me.
But, oh, dear one, when the Holy Spirit moves, he leaves no heart untouched.
And that night, oh, that night, the power of God swept over him like a mighty wind.
It was not something he could explain.
Not something he could reason with.
Not something he could deny.
And in that moment, all his doubts gone, all his questions silenced.
And for the first time in his life, he knew.
He knew that Jesus was real.
He knew that the Holy Spirit was alive.
He knew that God himself had touched him.
And I ask you now, oh, hear me.
Do you know him?
Have you experienced his presence?
Have you allowed the Holy Spirit to flood your soul, to fill every empty place, to overwhelm you with his glory?
Oh, he is here.
He is moving.
He is calling your name.
But you must surrender.
Oh, you must surrender.
You must lay down every doubt, every fear, every hesitation and say, Jesus, I give you my all.
Because the presence of the Holy Spirit is not for the half-hearted.
It is not for those who merely stand on the edge, looking in.
No, a thousand times no.
It is for those who will step in.
It is for those who will yield completely.
It is for those who will say, here I am, Lord, take all of me.
Oh, will you do it?
Will you lift your hands even now?
Will you let the presence of God fill you, wash over you, restore you, renew you?
Because dear one, this is not just another meeting.
This is not just another moment in time.
This is a divine moment.
This is a moment when the Holy Spirit is reaching for you.
When he is calling you deeper.
When he is drawing you into a place of greater intimacy, greater anointing, greater power.
Oh, how I love him.
Oh, how I adore him.
How I long for every heart to know him as I know him.
And I know, oh, I know that the power of God is moving even now.
I know that hearts are being stirred.
I know that lives are being changed.
Because that is who he is.
That is what he does.
Oh, precious Holy Spirit, fall upon every soul.
Let your glory fill this place.
Let your power flow like a mighty river.
Let every heart be consumed by your presence.
And as sure as I stand before you today, I tell you, you will never be the same again.
Never.
Never. Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.