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    The cry of my heart was, "I want to pour my whole soul out to

    God." The intensity was so great that I rushed into the room

    behind the front office, to pray... As I went in and shut the door, it

    seemed like I met the Lord Jesus Christ face to face. It seemed

    to me that I saw Him as I would see any other man. He said

    nothing, but looked at me in a way that broke me right down at

    his feet. I poured out my soul to Him. I wept aloud like a child,

    and made whatever confessions I could. It seemed to me that I

    bathed His feet with my tears; and yet I had no distinct impression

    that I touched Him.

    I must have continued this way for quite some time, but I was

    too absorbed to remember anything I said. I know that as soon

    as my mind became calm enough, I returned to the front office,

    and found that the fire was nearly burned out. But as I turned

    and was about to take a seat by the fire, I received a mighty

    baptism of the Holy Spirit. Without any expectation of it, without

    any thought in my mind that there was any such thing for me,

    the Holy Spirit descended upon me in a way that seemed to go

    through me, body and soul. It was like a wave of electricity,

    going through and through me. Indeed it seemed to come in

    waves and waves of liquid love. It seemed like the very breath

    of God. I remember distinctly that it seemed to fan me, like

    immense wings.

    No words can express the wonderful love that filled my heart.

    I wept aloud with joy and love; I literally bellowed out the

    inexpressible floods of my heart. These waves came over me

    and over me, one after the other, until I cried out, "I will die if

    these waves continue." I said, "Lord, I cannot bear any more."

    Yet I had no fear of death... How long I continued in this state,

    with this baptism continuing to roll over me and go through me,

    I do not know...

    When I awoke in the morning the sun had risen, and was pouring

    a clear light into my room. Words cannot express the impression

    that this sunlight made on me. Instantly the baptism that I had

    received the night before returned in much the same way. I went

    onto my knees and wept aloud with joy. For some time I was so

    overwhelmed with the baptism of the Spirit that I could not do

    anything but pour out my soul to God. It seemed as if this

    morning's baptism was accompanied by a gentle rebuke, and

    the Spirit seemed to say to me, "Will you doubt? Will you doubt?"

    I cried, "No! I will not doubt, I cannot doubt." ...

    In this state I was taught about 'justification by faith' as an actual

    experience. I had never realized that justification was a basic

    doctrine of the Gospel before. In fact I didn't really know what it

    meant. But I could now see and understand what was meant by

    the passage, "Being justified by faith, we have peace with God

    through our Lord Jesus Christ." ... I could not feel a sense of

    guilt or condemnation by any effort that I could make. My sense

    of guilt was gone, my sins were gone, and I don't think I felt any

    more sense of guilt than if I never had sinned.

    This was just the revelation I needed. I felt myself justified by

    faith and, as far as I could see, I was in a state in which I did

    not sin. Instead of feeling that I was sinning all the time, my

    heart was so full of love that it overflowed. My cup ran over with

    blessing and love, and I could not feel that I was sinning against

    God. Nor could I recover the least sense of guilt for my past sins.

    However, I didn't say anything to anyone about this experience

    of justification at that time.

    ~From the book, 'Charles Finney - Most Powerful Revivals.'