My Personal Testimony
By Alysa Walker
I grew up in a Christian family, I was never certain that I had received
the Holy Spirit. My parents accepted the Message when I was 8, and I was
baptised at the age of 9 in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. From the
time I heard it, I knew the Message was right, and never doubted it, I’d
had many experiences with God, been anointed by His Presence countless
times, but I was never convinced that I had been sealed. So many times in
church I’d been convicted by the preaching that I had to receive the Holy
Ghost and went to the altar for prayer. I would pray, "God, show me if I
have the Holy Spirit or not. If I don't, then please give It to me!" God
would touch my life, and for a while, I would be fairly certain that I had
received It that time.
But then after only a
short time, that doubt would come back. There was always that question,
“How do I know I have the Holy Spirit?” I knew that Brother Branham said
that the Holy Spirit believes the whole Word of God. I knew I believed, I
knew the Bible was true, I knew the Message was right, but often I
wondered if I just said, “Amen” because I knew that’s what you do when you
have the Holy Ghost.
I tried to live & dress
like a Christian, not realizing that I was just living a legalistic and
unfulfilling life. Deep down, I felt so empty and dry that I knew if
anyone could see inside me, they would be shocked at what a hypocrite I
was. I knew there had to be something more, something higher, but I didn’t
know what it was, or how to obtain It.
On the 18th June 2006,
God changed all of that.
The day before, Sister
Samantha had challenged me in my experience, saying that just thinking I
was ok wasn’t enough, I had to know. My, was she ever right!
Marie and I drove
overnight from Atlanta to Jeffersonville, arriving at 7:30am at Rachel’s
house, with only about 30 minutes sleep each. My plane had been delayed
for 5 hours, but we were still determined to make it to the service that
morning at the Branham Tabernacle.
I’m so glad God provided
a way for that to happen. It was so precious to see the church where
Brother Branham preached so many sermons, and to feel the Presence of the
Lord as I entered.
That morning we listened
to the tape, “God’s Provided Place Of Worship” preached by Brother Branham
on 25th April 1965. I don’t remember much of the service, because I
struggled to even stay awake. I hoped that no one else would notice that I
was sleeping, and kept thinking that it would be over soon, and I’d be
able to get some sleep.
At the end of the tape,
Brother Branham told the believers to lay hands on each other, and not to
pray for themselves, but for the person they were laying their hands on.
GOD'S.PROVIDED.PLACE.OF.WORSHIP_ LA.CA V-18 N-2 SUNDAY_ 65-0425
247 Your hands on the people has got quickening power in them, if
you've been quickened. Have you come to Life? Has Christ become real to
you? Has the power of God been manifested? Are you in that Church, God's
provided Church? How are you in It, how do you know you've been quickened
in It? Your whole thoughts, your whole being, is in Christ now. And Christ
is in the midst of the people, proving Himself alive, proving that He is
here at the days of Sodom.
As I held the hands of
Marie on my right, and the sister on the left, praying for them, the
Spirit of the Lord came down, with such power. Marie and I both started
crying, and raised our hands to God.
Brother Branham was
GOD'S.PROVIDED.PLACE.OF.WORSHIP_ LA.CA V-18 N-2 65-0425
252 Is there sinners here that would like to come into that Body? Raise
your hands, and say, "I have never come into It, I've never been filled
with the Holy Ghost, but, Brother Branham, I certainly desire It this
afternoon. Will you pray for me?" Raise your hands. Don't be ashamed,
you're in His Presence. Just look at the hands! Look at the hands!
253 Now everybody that wants the baptism of the Holy Ghost, raise up
your hands, wherever you are, that want It.
I raised my hands. I
didn’t know if I had It or not, but I certainly knew I wanted it!
Marie and I sat there
praying after the service, weeping in the reality of His Presence. Rachel
went and found us some tissues and I dried my eyes, thinking, “Well, that
was a wonderful blessing!”
Marie asked if she could
play the piano, feeling that part of her worship was missing without it.
As she was playing, I went up to the altar to pray. I wasn’t seeking
anything in particular. I just wanted to be in His presence. The Anointing
was stronger there. As I was kneeling there, a sister came, knelt down and
prayed for me. I don’t know what she prayed for, but as she did, I heard a
Voice speak to my heart, “I have the Holy Ghost.”
It wasn’t loud, but it
was sure and certain, and I know it was a revelation I could never doubt.
I was really crying by then. I just wanted to praise Him. I didn’t care
what I said, or what anyone thought. I wasn’t trying to be emotional, but
the tissue I had was practically useless. I was definitely a mess! All
tiredness left me. I didn’t want to sleep, I just wanted to stay in that
wonderful Presence all afternoon.
Because It was so
simple, and not the huge thunder from heaven that I had imagined, I
thought perhaps that I had always had the Holy Spirit, and God just
confirmed it to me then. But as time went on, I know that from that time,
my life has been too different to doubt that I was truly born again on
Now, it is such a joy to
serve my Lord. I want to live to praise Him in all that I do. The Word is
no longer just history, doctrines, and rules, but every verse, every tape,
every Word, is all about my Lord Jesus, revealing Himself to me. It is a
reality that I don’t just read about, but that I see manifest in my life.
I no longer have to try to live or dress to measure up to people’s
expectation, but it is a life that I couldn’t not live!
The change wasn’t over
night. There were a lot of struggles and challenges, and God took me right
back to the very fundamentals of what I believe, showing me that my
knowledge and understanding amounted to nothing, but the revelation of the
simplicity of the Gospel is so poweful. I still have a lot of growing to
do, but I know that He that started the work will finish it.
I don’t know why He
chose me. There was nothing I did to deserve His grace. I didn’t seek Him,
He found me. I was nothing but a self-righteous hypocrite, thinking that I
was ok. I am still nothing, and He is the only good thing in me.
Oh, it is such a blessed
assurance to know that Jesus is mine, that I am in Him, and He in me. One
soon, I know I shall see my Lord, and tell the story that I was saved by
His amazing, unmerited grace!
God bless each one of
you my friends. If you don't know this precious Life, let me encourage you
to stop at nothing less. And for those that do... how truly glorious it
All glory be to my Lord
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