it’s amazing how much we can know “us.”
a friend of mine from Fuller was showing me some of the best guitarist in the world on YouTube tonight. after he went home, he posted a particular video of this Christian guy who he thought plays the guitar very well.
i watched the video, but it was so lacking in God at the beginning and end (although that wasn’t the point — the point was the guitarist ability — but how can you NOT be thinking about whether or not someone “singing for God” is actually singing for God?) that i couldn’t really watch it.
however, at about 3min in, the guy actually started singing his song, and i felt that familiar feeling of watching someone who had probably really experienced God back in the 60s or 70s in the charismatic movement (more hippy side of it). i have absolutely no idea what in particular about this section of the video made me feel that way b/c the whole thing was pretty “performance/concert-ish”, but i just did.
so, curious, i googled him, and sure enough, he was a druggie who lost his mother in the 70s and then turned to God. internet says he attended an AoG church in the beginning. unfortunately, he went the Christian rock route — perhaps even helped start it, wouldn’t be surprised.
the point is, even among all the garbage aspects of the video, i somehow knew. i think it’s incredible how much that happens. sometimes we’re surprised to find out someone has the HG, but i think that more often than not, we know our brothers and sisters, no matter what shape they may be in. that, for me, has always been such a big confirmation of the Truth concerning the [baptism of the holy ghost being] the New Birth.
Bekah