The Word's Christian Fellowship, Inc.
#128 After All...                                                                                                           July 3, 2016

I have traveled back and forth to Raleigh, N.C. multiple times in recent weeks. The Word’s Christian Fellowship, Inc. was presenting a foundational class on Walking in God’s Powerâ there and I was privileged to be the class presenter.

As I pulled out of my driveway to travel to the different class sessions, usually I would begin to pray for the class presentation and each student by the manifestation of speaking in tongues and with my understanding also.

After all:

           1 Corinthians 14:15 What is it then? I will pray with the spirit, and I will pray with the understanding also:…

Most of the time, however, I would just speak in tongues for each student in the Foundational Class, name by name and face by face, continually, as the miles rolled by.

After all:

            Romans 8:26 Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but
            the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.
            27 And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the
            saints according to the will of God.

I
live between Wilson and Black Creek, N.C. off of Yank Road. The traffic on the Raleigh roads is a little different than what I encounter on Yank Road. On a busy day there might be a total of 15 or 20 cars that go by the house with varying stretches of time between them. Unlike the roads in Raleigh, on Yank Road there are no endless streams of traffic as far as the eye can see.

Because of the schedule of this Foundational Class, most of the time I would come to the Raleigh roads just about 5:30 p.m. At that time the endless streams of cars start to dam up with traffic jams. Once or twice during my travels to and from the Foundational Class sessions I got caught in one of those jams and I had to sit with my vehicle idling in the long line of motionless cars.

From what I observed going on around me in the other cars, there’s no shortage of things to do in that situation. Pound the steering wheel. Furiously look left and right for an opening. Peck on the cell phone. As for me, I just kept praying for the class presentation and each student, name by name and face by face, continually.

I felt so privileged at those times to be a son of God. I was stuck in the course of the traffic ¾ but no longer stuck in the course of this world. Hoping the traffic would move was, most certainly, not the only hope I had and, most certainly, not the greatest.

As I would sit there, silently speaking in tongues for the class presentation and each student, I was so thankful, so privileged, so honored, so humbled at the reality of what I was doing as I simply spoke in tongues.

After all:

           1 Corinthians 14:2 For he that speaketh in an unknown tongue speaketh not unto men, but unto God:… 

                                                   © Stephen A. Harrison  The Word’s Christian Fellowship, Inc.  4415 Yank Road  Wilson, NC 27893