In this time of Pentecost...
Of course, I didn’t find anything out there that wasn’t a faint shadow or my own flimsy fabrication. Eventually, inevitably, I was drawn back towards the church. I became open to the calling on my spirit and enrolled at Alberta Bible College. It was there at the age of thirty-three, while on a silence and solitude retreat with my class, that I felt powerfully and overwhelmingly the outpouring of the Holy Spirit upon me. Seventeen years after it had begun—a longer period of time than I had spent unbaptized—my baptism reached its fulfillment.
