Saturday, May 6, 2017
9:36 PM

At that moment I don't care anymore whether I felt I'm qualified or not, I boldly put up my hand and went up to the altar. I bow my head and closed my eyes, I was very calm though without any emotion. I felt several hands lay on my head.

Suddenly, I cried out in very loud voice unexpectedly. I could feel it wasn't me but the spirit out of my belly crying out to God. I was like a third party observing myself and asking myself:" Diane what are you doing? You are embarrassing yourself, why do you cry like that?" But I couldn't stop it because I felt it wasn't me but the cry was coming from my belly.

After a while I couldn't stand with my feet anymore, I felt I was being made to sit on the floor by the Holy Spirit. I continued weeping. I feel that is revival when the Spirit of God invaded the earthly vessel in such intensive way. 

I remember I was wearing full black...colour of mourning and repentance. 

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At age of around 26, I had a dream.

I dreamt that I was totally prostrated before the throne of almighty God. I gave up all possession to my hubby and I want only Him. I saw His feet and His white robe as He sits at the throne. 

The feeling was indescribable but I felt so light so release so joyful and so satisfied. No words can fully describe my feeling. 

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At age 16, while a few of us as usual gathered at YMCA. We decided to kneel down n hold each other hands in a circle and we prayed. Suddenly I felt a flow of prayers. I never pray like that before. I could feel there was no obstacle and our prayers were smooth. I didn't know the Holy Spirit at that time but I believe what we encountered was a move of the Holy Spirit.