"TRADITION, TRADITION" 53
About this same time I changed jobs. I accepted a
position as a filing clerk for the Catholic school board in
Toronto. I'm sure they wondered about me at times. I had a
smile on my face just thinking about what God was doing
in my life.
The minute my work was finished, I went home and
rushed upstairs and just started talking to Him. "Oh, Holy
Spirit, I'm so glad to be back here alone with you." Yes, He
was always with me, but my bedroom became a very
sacred, special place. Sometimes, when I wasn't working I
stayed home all day just having a personal communion with
Him.
What was I doing? Having fellowship. Fellowship with
the Spirit. And when I wasn't at work or in my room, I tried
to get to church. But I didn't tell anyone what was
happening to me.
When I left the house in the morning, He left with me. I
actually felt someone beside me. On a bus I'd feel the urge
to start talking with Him, but I didn't want people to think I
was crazy. Even at work, there were times when I
whispered things to Him. At lunch, He was my companion.
But day after day, when I got home, I hopped up those
stairs, locked the door to my room, and said, "Now we are
alone." And my spiritual journey continued.
Anointing in the Car
Let me explain that many times I wasn't aware of His
presence. I knew He was with me, but I became so
accustomed to Him that I did not feel the electricity of
those special times.
But other people felt it. Many times when my friends
came to see me, they began weeping because of the
presence of the Holy Spirit.