I love to tell the story

Of unseen things above,

Of Jesus and His glory,

Of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story,

Because I know ’tis true;

It satisfies my longings

As nothing else can do.


I love to tell the story,

’Twill be my theme in glory

To tell the old, old story

of Jesus and His love.


I love to tell the story;

More wonderful it seems

Than all the golden fancies

Of all my golden dreams,

I love to tell the story,

It did so much for me;

And that is just the reason

I tell it now to thee.


I love to tell the story;

For those who know it best

Seem hungering and thirsting

To hear it like the rest.

And when, in scenes of glory,

I sing the new, new song,

’Twill be the old, old story,

That I have loved so long.


    

Modena’s Story


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    A fanatic for Christ - Ridiculous!  Or is it?  It all started about 2 years ago when some of our friends started doing absurd things like going around saying … Praise the Lord!  Thank you Jesus!  Hallelujah!  Now don’t misunderstand - - it’s fine to say these things, but we say them quietly so that no one hears us.  What might they think!

    Well, we heard that these friends of ours were going to church where they lifted their hands and prayed in tongues.  God forbid!  Hadn’t we just learned in the church we were attending that all this was of satan.  It does not apply to today.  It was for those days.  Nevertheless, I was convinced I should visit this church with them.  Boy, was I turned off.  I sat there praying … “God, don’t let anyone pray in tongues tonight while i’m here - no one did.  Was I thankful!  I figured after making it out alive and all in one piece, I would never attend a church like that again.  (That’s how afraid I was of this kind of worship)

    Now mind you, I was already a Christian, covered by the blood of Jesus, but all this talk about being baptized in the Spirit was bugging me to no end.  After all, when you accept Jesus, the Holy Sprit abides with you.  My husband knew right away when I returned home that I  had not had a delightful evening.  I guess it’s a dead give-a-way when it can’t be decided whether your face is white, green, or purple.

    We decided right away that these friends of ours needed to be led back on the right path, and I guess we figured we were qualified to do just that.  So Curt, my husband, talked to one friend, and I decided I could handle the other two.  It didn’t work out quite the way we had planned.  Why, they had the audacity to tell us that they would pray for us because they wanted us to have what they had received . . . the baptism of the Holy Spirit.  We felt sure that they were sincere, but at the same time, that they had simply flipped their lids.  We didn’t want any part of what they had.  It had to be a case of either going looney or being under satan’s thumb.  We would just kind of steer clear of these friends for a while, pray for them, and God would see to it that they get back on the right path, which of course, would be the same path that we were on.

    Come to think of it, what path were we on?  The church we were attending at this time was beginning to live under the law, not under grace.  Why, there was a list of rules so long they’d probably reach all the way up to God Almighty Himself.  Why there was no reason for God to work on the individual saints.  There were so many little gods running around doing it for Him.  Quote - “we don’t wear slacks in church; your dresses, however, must be the proper length; we don’t play cards or go to movies, we don’t drink, we don’t smoke, etc. etc. etc.  I won’t go into all of these in detail, but of the question “to wear slacks or not to wear slacks,” my only reply is: “I’ve always felt that God looks at how the heart is clothed, not the body.  Were not Adam and Eve naked and they did not have a disgusting appearance to God.  I guess in some peoples’ eyes, once you become Christian you are to be instantly perfect.  Oh, wouldn’t that be nice! That just isn’t the way it happens.  God is merciful, kind, loving, and patient. I know He’s patient.  He would have to be to have me for one of His children.  (Phil. 1:6) “being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.”  He is the potter.  We are the clay.  He works within His children daily changing them and molding them into what He wants them to be, although scripture tells us that we will not be perfect until we are with Jesus.  Then and only then; we shall we be like Him.  We shall see Him face to face.  What a beautiful day that will be!


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    Well, we decided to leave this church, as we have two young children, and we really didn’t want them being brought up under the law instead of grace. (John 8:36) “If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.”  Now this doesn’t mean we can just go out and do anything and all’s well.  That’s where God’s beautiful Holy Spirit comes in.  He works in our hearts and lives to convict us. (John 16:7-8) “Nevertheless I tell you the truth; it is expedient for you that I go away: for if I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you, but if I depart, I will send him unto you.  And when he is come, he will reprove the world of sin, and of righteousness, and of judgment.” 

    Shortly after leaving this church, a new church appeared on the horizon, just a small group of people starting a church.  We decided this sounded exciting and it was the same denomination Curt had grown up in, so we went to a meeting to see what it was all about.  We started attending this church regularly.  Things were going just fine until I was asked to be on the committee to select a pastor, as we didn’t yet have one.  Ministers from surrounding churches were kind enough to fill the pulpit each Sunday.  This was at a time when I was really searching and seeking for a closer relationship with God, although I was unaware of this fact at the time.  I just knew that there was something missing in my spiritual life and whatever it was, I wanted it.

    While on this committee, I was truly seeking God’s will as to whom our pastor should be.  I was probably seeking His will at this point more than I ever had since becoming a Christian.  The scripture that kept coming to me ( and I know God was giving it to me) was, “Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His Righteousness; then all these things shall be added unto you.” At the time, I didn’t understand what God was trying to say to me, personally, through that scripture.  Well, things did not work out at all at this church.  God really spoke to my heart and I knew I was to resign from the committee.  A pastor was called by the remainder of the committee.  We continued going to church there for quite some time, but we were not being fed at all.  The church was dead.  It was man work, work, working to bring people into the church.  Scripture tells us that the Lord will add to the church daily, (Acts  2:46-47) not man. 

    What’s happening Lord?  During this time, I had been watching PTL some and Jimmy Swaggert, but you talk about someone turning me off, Jimmy Swaggert did a good job of that.  Curt was the one who started flipping the television on when it was time for his program.  God had begun a work in Curt too at that time which we were not then aware of.  In fact, it was Curt who suggested to  me one night that I really listen to what Jimmy had to say, and that he was really a good preacher.  From that point on, we were watching him every week and I was really listening to him.  As a result, nine times out of ten, my eyes would swell up with tears, (the Holy Spirit convicting and working in my heart).  At this same time, I was receiving the same scripture daily from the Lord, “I would rather you be cold or hot.  If you are lukewarm, I will spew you from my mouth, (Rev. 3:15-16).  After having watched Jimmy for several weeks now, I knew that he definitely wasn’t cold, actually not even just lukewarm.  This man was on fire for Jesus.  Could this be what the Lord was trying to show me?  But how do I go about being on fire for Jesus?  The eyes of my understanding were being enlightened.  (Eph. 2:18-19) “The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that ye may know what is the hope of His calling, and what the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the exceeding greatness of His power to us-ward who believe, according to the working of His mighty power.”  Still, I was frustrated and torn between what I had been taught at church regarding the gifts of the Holy Spirit and what Jimmy Swaggert was saying, (complete opposites).  But deep within my heart, I knew that God was speaking to me through him.  I just wasn’t ready to accept all this as total truth.  If you haven’t figured it out by now, God has at least one stubborn child, but Praise God! He is understanding and patient.

    Dorothy, one of our fanatical friends, was at our home on Friday night watching Jimmy Swaggert with us.  Out of a clear blue sky, in the middle of his sermon, I blurted out that I wanted to go to church with her Sunday.  (Now she goes to one of those fanatical charismatic churches).  I didn’t even realize what I had said until the words were out.  No one could have been more stunned than I was.  Well, Sunday morning came.  Curt and I were teaching a Sunday School class together at the church we were attending, so I went for Sunday school, and a friend picked me up afterward and I rode to church with her.  Curt and our children, Lowell and Heather, remained to attend church as usual.  All the way to church, I felt a tug-of-war going on inside me.  One part of me wanted to go, the other didn’t.  Now I know what it was.  There was an actual spiritual warfare going on between God and satan, and Alleluia! God was winning. 


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    As we arrived at church, I remember kind of taking a deep breath and saying: OK God, if there is something more you have for me, keep my heart open that I might accept it.  At the same time, I asked Him to somehow let me know if all of this was not for today and was wrong, and just to lead me and guide me in all things.  Talk about being skeptical - - -  Meet Mrs. Skeptical.  Now remember, Mr. Skeptical is still over at the other church.  After praying though, I really felt a peace just knowing that God had heard my prayer and was with me.  (Psalm 32:8)  “I will instruct thee and teach tee in the way which thou shall go: I will guide thee with mine eye.”  I had no reason to have any fear within me.  (Psalm 27:1) “the Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?  The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?”  (Romans 8:38-39) ”For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” 

    I walked into church that morning with my burden lifted.  The service began with praise songs and then a time of worship.  There was a message in tongues and it was interpreted, but praise be to God: it sounded beautiful to my ears.  God had touched me in a very special way, and I felt His presence so strongly that by the time there was a call for prayer concerns, I was one of the first to stand and put forth my prayer request.  Through tear-stained eyes, I explained that I had come there that  morning to be fed - -  to hear God’s word preached.  (Gracious, what was I saying!  I was surprised at the words coming out of my mouth).  I then asked for the Holy Spirit to come alive in the church I had been attending.  (That was some prayer request coming from me; I didn’t even know myself yet what it was all about.)  I’ll never forget the pastor’s reply!  “Here is a young lady seeking after God’s righteousness.”  My first thought was, Wow! Is that what I’m really doing, God?  I didn’t realize it at the time, but later realized that what the pastor said related to the verse God had given me, “Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His Righteousness.”   We then had a prayer for the church.  I found out later the church prayed for had put up a movie screen that morning with songs of praise written on it which they sang.  This had never before been done there.  Praise the Lord!  He knew what my prayer request was going to be that Sunday morning long before it was put into action.  He also knew He had a group of believers there that would be praying believing and He answered our prayer.  


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    Now by this time, we had been members of at least three different churches, and had probably visited more churches than Carter has liver pills.  Now, I know what we were doing - -  Praise God.  Searching for that something more that God has for everyone just for the asking.  It’s a free gift just as salvation is a free gift.

    The Holy Spirit continued convicting my heart that Sunday until by mid-afternoon I truly desired to go to church that night and go forward for the baptism in the Holy Spirit.  Kathy, one of our so-called fanatical friends stopped in to see us shortly after I had come to that decision, and of course, she was elated.  Curt said he was going with me if I was going to have hands laid on me (maybe for protection, as he was still a little skeptical, I believe.)  As a result, the three of us went together.  When we arrived at church we went to the pastor and I shared with him what I wanted.  He said that he felt he should share some scripture with me concerning this first, and that he would like to talk with Curt and myself together, perhaps the next night.  So we set the time and he was to come to our home the next evening.  Feeling a little discouraged as we walked away, I prayed: “God, I came tonight to receive what you have for me, but nothing’s going to happen.  What went wrong?”  What I didn’t realize at the time is that God’s timing is perfect, not mine.

     We went in to be seated, and the singing began.  Curt started singing; then he would stop and another two or three words would come out, and he would stop singing again.  This kept going on through the entire song.  You can imagine what was going on in my mind.  Here I felt I was just finding that ‘something more’ and here  stood my husband next to me so turned off by the whole service, that he couldn’t even sing. 

    Kathy rode back to our home with us afterward.  I was surely mistaken about what had happened to Curt.  He shared with us that he had felt the presence of the Lord so strongly that he felt he should be alone on his knees before God.  That’s why he could hardly sing.  The presence of the Lord was so overwhelming.  He had experienced and received the baptism of the Holy Spirit, Praise God!  I was so happy for him.  Then I realized he had received it and I hadn’t.    Poor Moe! (This is the nickname I had acquired in high School, and it has remained with me through the years.)  Hadn’t I been the one who went to church that night to receive it.  Curt just went to be with me and he’s the one who received.  That’ not fair!  I managed to hold back the tears until Kathy left, but as soon as she departed, I departed - - - straight for a room where I could be alone.  There I held my pity party.  You’ve heard of those, haven’t you?  They are not a lot of fun, are they?  I cried out to God asking Him what happened.  Why hadn’t I received the baptism?  After all, Lord, didn’t you lead me to this church to have hands laid on me to receive it; but it didn’t happen.  What’s wrong with me, God?  The horrible thought came to me that perhaps God had taken me to church there knowing that Curt would go with me, (as God is all knowing), because that was where He had chosen for Curt to receive his baptism in the Spirit, and Curt didn’t even have hands laid on him.  What if God doesn’t intend to baptize me at all in the Spirit.  I was thrilled that Curt had receive it, but I wanted it too.   It’s hard to admit that I was a little envious - -  OK very envious that it happened to Curt and not to me.  I know we’re not to be envious, but I also realize now that ole slew foot was trying to do a number on me.  All at once I remember that pastor was coming the next night, so that’s when the Lord is going to baptize me - - -(I decided).  Pastor and Curt will both lay hands on me and pray, and I”ll receive it then.  Oh, I was so excited, I was walking on cloud nine all the next day.  It was as though I couldn’t wait for evening to arrive. 


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 Curt arrived a little after four o’clock and pastor pulled in right behind him.  Pretty good timing, I’ll say.  I was so excited.  Wow! Lord, this is it!  The three of us opened our Bibles; and pastor started sharing scripture with us concerning the baptism of the Spirit.  The Lord spoke to my heart and said, “Listen to what this man is saying.  He is showing you what scripture says.  These gifts are for today.”  Curt shared with us that there had been times while he was praying that words which didn’t make sense to him started coming, and he would just stop, thinking that it was ridiculous.  Anything God has for us, he doesn’t want us to not have.  These words coming from Curt was the Holy Spirit interceding in prayer through him, (or should I say trying to if Curt would have allowed Him to,)  Eph 6:18 “Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit and watching there unto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints”   Also Jude 1:20 - “But ye, beloved building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost.”

    The three of us knelt together for prayer.  As pastor was praying, Curt’s prayer language just stared flowing; and here was Moe on her knees, nothing happening.  I know now that God used this to show me His gifts are for real.  But here I knelt praying, “God, why isn’t anything happening to me?”  Pastor said earlier that he felt this was something Curt and I were to share together, but I’m sure he didn’t realize himself to what extent.

    After the pastor left, Heather came up with a brilliant conclusion.  She said, Quote - “Daddy passed the test but Mommy didn’t.”  With that, i made a quick exit to the bedroom, got on my knees, and started praying, “God, I’ve done everything I know how to do. I’ve prayed every way I know how to pray.  I want whatever you have for me.” I even said,  “God, if a prayer language is what you have for me, I want it.  I’m not afraid of anything that comes from You, but I don’t even know how to pray anymore.  I can’t do anything on my own.  I give up.”  There was the key to my problem.  I had been (without realizing it) trying to earn favor with God to earn a gift.  I can’t work my way into His baptism of the Spirit anymore than I could have worked my way into His salvation.  Eph 2:8-9 says, “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God.  Not of works, lest any man should boast.”  In my own insufficient way, I was admitting to God that I could do nothing on my own.  (John 15:5)  “Without Me, ye can do nothing.”  His gifts are free.  Scripture tells us that if we confess with our mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in our hearts (not head knowledge) that God hath raised Him from the dead, we shall be saved.  (Rom 10: 4-10) “For with the heart man believes unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.”  We are also told in scripture, (Rom. 10:13) “For whosoever takes steps one, two, and three, and then calls upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”   Rev. 21:6 -“I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end.  I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.” 


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    Earlier, I spoke of God’s timing being perfect.  Here is a beautiful example of that.  Directly following my admitting to God that I could do nothing on my own, Curt walked into the bedroom.  I was still on my knees and he sat on the edge of the bed next to where I was kneeling.  His first words were, “Moe, God and all of His angels are just waiting on you.” Then he laid hands on me and asked God to remove all man had taught me concerning this and to just allow the Holy Spirit to teach me.  (1 Cor. 2:9-13) “But as it is written, eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.  But God hath revealed them unto us by His Spirit: for the Spirit searches all things, yea, the deep things of God.  For what man knows are the things of a man, save the spirit of the man which is in him; even so the things of God knows no man, but the Spirit of God.  Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the Spirit which is of God, that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God.  Which things also we speak, not in the words which man’s wisdom teacheth, but which the Holy Ghost teacheth; comparing spiritual things with spiritual.”  Curt then asked the Lord to baptize me in His Spirit, and just as he was thanking the Lord for His beautiful peace He was sending, I was receiving it.  Praise God!  He exercised the power of the Holy Spirit within my husband, and through the laying on of hands Jesus baptized me in His precious Holy Spirit.

    The beautiful thing is that Jesus doesn’t always baptize in the same manner.  He baptized Curt standing within a congregation, I was baptized through the laying on of hands in our bedroom, just Curt and myself present; we have a friend who received the baptism alone in her bathroom, and still another who was driving alone in his car.  Kathy’s husband, Bob, received this special touch from God in our living room through the the laying on of hands.  God meets each of His children's’ needs, and He alone knows when the time is right.  You see, I thought I had it all figure out just how and when God was going to touch me in this special way, but what more beautiful way could it have happened than the way God planned.  His ways are so much better than mine.

    When Curt left the room I started praying.  Earlier, I was unable to pray, and now it seemed as though I couldn’t stop praying.  For the first time, I lifted my hands to the Lord in total surrenderance to Him and in praising Him.  It was truly a beautiful experience and still is.  (Psalm 63:3-4) “Because Thy loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise Thee.  Thus will I bless Thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in Thy name.”   Psalm 134:2) “Lift up your hands in the sanctuary and bless the Lord.” As I was praying aloud to the Lord, the side of my mouth tightened and quivered.   I believe now, that the Holy Spirit was trying to pray through me but I wasn’t allowing Him to.  God doesn’t force us to pray in the Spirit;  we have to allow the Spirit to pray through us.  I decided within myself that this evidently was not a gift that God was going to bestow upon  me, or at least not at this point and time.  Would you believe that a short while after receiving the baptism, Curt was awakened two nights in a row due to my praying in tongues while sleeping.  He didn’t relay this to me until after the second night and he said it was beautiful.  Talk about shouting Praise the Lord and Thank You Jesus.  By this time our names had already been changed from Mr. & Mrs. Skeptical to Mr. And Mrs. Fanatical.  I believe with all my heart that God gave me my prayer language in my sleep so that there would be no doubt from within me that this gift was from Him.  Do I sound a little bit like doubting Thomas right now?  In writing this doubting Thomas comes to mind.


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    There had been so many times in the past when I’ve been praying for someone that I’ve said,  “God, I don’t know what their specific needs are so just take care of them.  I’m not saying that there is anything wrong in praying that way, but when I allow the Holy Spirit to pray through me for the person or persons I have on my heart. He knows exactly what their needs are and is definitely praying in the will of God.  He can not pray otherwise because He is the Spirit of God.

    I once read in a book that there are two times that a person should be locked up in a closet alone with his of her Bible.  Number one: the time he or she first accepts Jesus into their heart and become a Christian, number two: when he or she is baptized in the Spirit.  I tend to agree with both.  Upon first becoming a Christian Easter evening 1976, I can recall turning off quite a few people and losing a friend or two, although scripture tells us that this will happen.   Upon accepting the Lord as personal savior, He puts a thirst within us to get into His word and study it.  He fills us with His love, peace, and joy, and we want to share it with everyone we know.  Some of our fiends knew exactly what I was talking about.   Others were a little skeptical, and still others totally rejected it.  Curt accepted the Lord at the age of 14 but has since then had a renewal of faith.  Now we go to number two.   Upon receiving the baptism of the Spirit, some of our friends knew exactly what we were talking about; at least half of them had been praying for us (thank God for the power of prayer).  Still others were a little skeptical, and some totally rejected.  There was only one person that I can recall actually being afraid of me.  I wanted to say, “God’s” the one that does it to you!  He’s the one that fills you with joy unspeakable in the Holy Ghost, not me.  But I decided that would be carnal Moe speaking.


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    You may be asking the question right now, “What difference has this made in your life?  You had already accepted the Lord and were saved.”  Well, all of this has brought us into a closer relationship with the Lord.  We can see His hand at work so much more all around us.  He has shown us what power there is in prayer.  I still remember as vividly as if it were yesterday the evening our family was in church together and a call was given for anyone who wanted to receive the baptism in the  Spirit to come forward.  I sat there silently praying, “Father, if this is the right time (your time, not mine), I just ask you to baptize Lowell in your Holy Spirit.”  No sooner had this silent prayer left my lips than I felt someone brush against my leg.  Glory to God, it was Lowell going forward (or should I say running) with such determination that an army of soldiers couldn’t have stopped him.  Curt and I immediately went down to be with him.  Through the laying on of hands, Jesus baptized him in His precious Holy Spirit.  Lowell shared with us later how God had really spoken to his heart and said, “Lowell, let’s go forward,” and his reply was, “I’m not sure I’m ready Lord”, and the Lord replied, “Lowell we are ready.”   You see, Lowell’s heart was open to the Lord.  Usually, he is very shy when it comes to getting up in front of people, actually, it’s almost impossible to get him to.  But when the Spirit of God moves, you move.  All the demons in hell can’t stop what God wants to accomplish within His children.  Since Lowell has had this experience we have seen him growing in the Lord, and it’s really been beautiful.  Our daughter, Heather, truly loves the Lord and is a beautiful little witness.  In nursery school she shared Jesus with another little girl and as a result was told by the girl that she wanted Jesus in her heart too.  I’ll share a story that brings a smile to me every time I think of it.  When Heather was in second grade a little boy was hitting her and she said, “Do you love Jesus or the devil?”  He then threw a ruler at her and her reply was:”just as I thought, the devil!”  A day doesn’t pass but what she talks about the Lord or she asks questions about Him.  Scripture tells us to seek after the Lord, and it also tells us to seek His gifts and to not neglect  the gift that is in us.  God has shown us that His gifts are free and for real and that He still heals miraculously today.  Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.  Do you realize that we have that same Holy Spirit that was given to Jesus and the same Spirit that raised Jesus from the dead living in us.  Now that is exciting.


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    You know, we get all excited at baseball or football games.  We standup clapping and shouting, cheering on the team we’re for.  Who is more worthy to be cheered on than Jesus, who died and suffered a cruel death on the cross to save us from our sins so that we might have eternal life.  But if someone gets excited in Jesus, and claps their hands, and shouts praise to Him, we think they have flipped their lids.  I plead guilty to the charge.  No one could have been more critical than I was.  Our friends hadn’t flipped.  They just got filled with the Holy Ghost and got all excited in Jesus.  He is our Saviour and redeemer, our healer, our deliverer, the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords, and He’s coming back.  Haleluia!  Now I should say that is something to get all excited about.  The Psalms are so full of praise to God.  One in particular that comes to mind is Psalm 107:8  “Oh that men would praise the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of Men!” Also Psalm 150  “Praise ye the Lord.  Praise God in His sanctuary: praise Him for His mighty acts: praise Him according to His excellent greatness.  Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet: praise Him with the psaltry and harp, praise Him with the timbrel and dance: praise Him with stringed instruments and organs.  Praise Him upon the loud cymbals: praise Him upon the high-sounding cymbals.  Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord.”  Praise ye the Lord!  The Psalms are just full of giving praise unto the Lord.  I just do not believe that all this was just for those days.  God wants us to be filled to over-flowing with His Spirit, and to be full of Joy.   (Rom. 14:27)  “For the kingdom, of God is not meat and drink; but righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost.” Does this mean that life is going to be a bed of roses and that everything is to run smoothly - no problems;  no, it doesn’t.  God’s word says He maketh His sun to rise on the evil and on the good and sendeth rain on the just and the unjust.  (Matt. 5:40)  “But He has given us the power to overcome through His Holy Spirit.  Greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world.”  Also Romans 15:13  “Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.”  God loves each one of his children and wants to bestow His  gifts upon them, but He never forces anything upon them.  Scripture tells us to seek and to ask and we shall find.   Luke 9:13 “And I say unto you ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.  For everyone that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh, it shall be opened.  If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he be given a stone?  Or if he ask for a fish, will he be given a serpent?  Or if he shall ask for an egg, will he be given a scorpion?.  If you then, being evil know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask Him.” 

 
               Praise the Lord.  I asked and I received.