Reflections of Pentecost 

Reflections of Pentecost 

Shalom my dearest friends of faith, I would like to take a moment of your time and share with you the sentiments and fond and warm feelings I have towards the Feasts of Pentecost.

I’ve always felt a deep personal attachment to Pentecost from my upbringing and being raised and influenced by my grandparents that was part of the great Pentecostal awakening here in America back in the early 1900’s.

My grandfather was born in 1898 and my grandmother was born in 1903 eastern Kentucky.

It has been accredited to the year 1903 when the revelation and understanding began to open up to people regarding the 9 Spiritual Gifts  recorded in 1 Corinthians 12:4-7

My grandparents believed just what the Scriptures said. They believed it to mean literally what it ways without add or taking from it. They had that child like faith to believe what ever their ABBA told them was true without a doubt.

It was that faith and belief in His Word and what He said was true that Yahuah honored their efforts and prayers. 

They experienced and wittiness many things rot by the Hand of the Almighty.

Because, they saw the importance of the infilling or the immersion of the Set Apart Spirit and all the Scriptural Gifts that come with it their family’s cast them out and their churches put them out and they were consider outcasts of society. Here they were a small and young family being mistreated in every way because they saw the light to be immersed in the Spirit just as the Scripture says to be.

Wasn’t long after a terrible home fire and losing 3 children in the fire grandma and grandpa had all they could bare so they moved accoss Tug River into Bradshaw West Virginia and that is where my mother was born into one of the first Pentecostal families in America.

Many years later my grandparents moved just outside the city limits of Beckley West Virginia right beside a stretch of property along White Stick Creek.

They owned 2 houses on the property and my mom and dad were living in the lower house down by the creek.

It was in 8-7-1950 when my mom gave birth to me and I started my journey on this earth in my grandmothers house down by the creek.

Later mom dad and us kids moved to Detroit Michigan. Mom and dad broke up and mom discovered she was dying of leukemia.

Our grandma and grandpa and my baby aunt Jessie came to Detroit Michigan on a cold winters night to take mom and us kids to Winston Salem North Carolina to our aunt Irene’s house.

Wasn’t long mom died at the age of 28, my sister 6 nd I was 7 and my sister and I ended up staying  with our aunt and uncles for about 5 years till the aunt passed aways. 

So by the age of 12 we ended up with our grandparents home in Beckley West Virginia by White Stick Creek and began my Scriptural Journey and My Adventures In Scriptures and being influenced greatly by one of the first Pentecostal Families in America that paved and pioneered the Ancient Paths we are waking in today.

I’m not into numerology or anything like that but I do see some value to number that reflect of mean something.

Such as it was on the 8th day after a male Hebrew boy was born that he was circumcised or what we term the cutting of the covenant. Also, we see the number 7 in the 7 days of creation and the 7 candle sticks and such and pertains to completion. Then we have 50 such as the counting of days from First Fruits to Pentecost with the giving of Torah and the receiving of the Ruach HaQodesh.

So, ever since I was very young and started my adventure in Scripture, I’ve always related my starting date on this earth, to the Feast of Pentecost in these last days.

50 relating to the Ruach HaQodesh, 7 relating to completion and 8 relating to covenant.

I saw this in my date of birth when I was but a young preteen staring out and with the help of and influence of my pentecostal grandparents.

Shalom, Your Brother,

Gerald W Thomas

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