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- Title: Isaiah the Nudist Prophet
- Author : Daniel F. Owsley
- Release Date : January 29, 2013
- Genre: Christianity,Books,Religion & Spirituality,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 80 KB
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Just as Isaiah 20:3 said he was commanded to walk the earth naked for 3 years.; Neither could he even begin to imagining what kind of an empty life he would have if he couldn't receive such an intoxicating kind of experience again. For God told him to arise and shine since his light had come. So as he replayed the Lord's voice instructing him Isaiah couldn't shake the sound of a mighty rushing wind that seemed to be blowing all over him. And yet he also recalled that even though the night wasn't young at that point there was still enough illumination from the heavens above to see that the leaves of the greenery around him in no way moved one little bit, even though he felt those breezes of the Holy Spirit enveloping him, causing the hairs all over his body to stand on their ends; Nor could that son of man deny that he felt something like a static electrical charge that was somehow flowing down like honey ever so sweetly, running slowly down his brow from the crown of his head.'Twas such a wonderful feeling; And Isaiah did his best describing that euphoric moment when he later on wrote, “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me” and he went on to express his utter delight when the Holy Ghost draped Himself over his shoulders like the warmest mantle on one of the coldest nights imaginable. 'Twas then a moment of ecstasy come alive, a time of euphoria that was to die for, and the moment of heaven truly being upon earth; For so it was when Isaiah felt the comforter comforting his soul that the ground he stood upon was not only holy but under his feet there was a little bit of utopia that he would never want to abandon. Then was serenity tranquil; Then was tranquility serene; Then was peacefulness more than peaceful and just as calm and placid as an eye of a hurricane, where quietude is always most silent.