Today was a rollercoaster of Spirit. (I just like tree canopies)

One of the first things, besides the usual reading and coding routine, was that I had a breakthrough! Regarding the fact that I held a bitter root of judgement against my dad. The culprit? I remember making an inner vow when I was young that I would never be like my dad towards my kids when I grow up. This inner vow… has led to so many ramifications…. I now realize. It led to me not claiming my masculinity to it’s fullest, because I associated that with my dad, and ever since that inner vow— I categorized that as bad.

So recognizing the ramifications of that inner vow led to it’s gradual dissolution. I now feel that I will start to be more like my dad, for the better. I will stop making excuses and apologies that prevent healthy expression of my masculinity. This includes righteous anger. Finally.

Then, out of nowhere, Omar my friend from Moody called me. He wanted to know more about coding bootcamps. So of course I told him my honest pro’s and con’s and asked him some questions of my own. However, eventually, the topic broached that of the Holy Spirit. He asked me if I had read the books by Benny Hinn on the Holy Spirit. I replied that his books on the topic of the Holy Spirit directly led to me turning my relationship with the Holy Spirit online. Night and day difference. Then he asked me if I started to speak in tongues yet. Not knowing if this was in the cards for me yet, I simply replied that I wasn’t sure what spiritual gift the Holy Spirit wanted to gift me.

Omar being Omar was taken aback and insisted that we cut our phone call short so that I can immediately watch some youtube videos on the Holy Spirit that he was going to send me. I watched the videos and was beside myself with the power of prayer that was being taught in the video. (linked below)

While watching a good chunk of the video, I silently asked the Holy Spirit what my spiritual gift was, kind of hoping it would be speaking in tongues after watching David Diga Hernandez speak it up so much. However, God has his plans, and The Holy Spirit gently nudged me into a direction of remembrance that I had previously asked for the gift of interpretation of tongues! This vague memory brought me back full circle because in our last meeting I had encouraged Omar that he should pray to find someone who could interpret tongues! God works in mysterious ways.

It wasn't something he liked to admit, nor was it something he particularly found necessary to think about, but Yuri Lowell believed in a set of values he assumed only someone of his mindset could follow. Even his closest friend had rendered it irrational, foolish and evil, but he made up his mind about this a long, long time ago. Do justice, and punish the unjust. Striving to always do the right thing, while punishing those who don't.

Simple, wasn't it?

--No, definitely not. Something as straightforward as that had cursed him into a lifespan of solitude, not that he honestly minded. It didn't matter even if the one who ended up the most hurt was him, so long as it meant possibly saving a great deal of  lives. Besides, he had an extremely high tolerance for pain; those hailing from the Lower Quarter said so. No use arguing with the people who watched him grow up, after all.

Yuri had been wandering out in the field a few miles from the capital, of course with Repede following closely behind. With the way things were, he didn't really have to stick to the people of the Lower Quarter, who were quite capable of taking care of themselves, thus giving him the freedom to do whatever he wanted. Yuri was spontaneous like that. He liked making plans out of nowhere, despite the inconveniences he occasionally put his friends through.