In his own words from his autobiography, Charles Finney described the moment the Holy Spirit fell on him in 1821:
“As I turned and was about to take a seat by the fire, I received a mighty baptism of the Holy Ghost. Without any expectation of it, without ever having the thought in my mind that there was any such thing for me, without any recollection that I had ever heard the thing mentioned by any person in the world, the Holy Ghost descended upon me in a manner that seemed to go through me, body and soul. I could feel the impression, like a wave of electricity, going through and through me. Indeed it seemed to come in waves and waves of liquid love; for I could not express it in any other way. It seemed like the very breath of God. I can recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan me, like immense wings. No words can express the wonderful love that was shed abroad in my heart. I wept aloud with joy and love. I literally bellowed out the unutterable gushings of my heart. These waves came over me, and over me, and over me, one after the other, until I recollect I cried out, ‘I shall die if these waves continue to pass over me.’ I said, ‘Lord, I cannot bear any more.’ Yet I had no fear of death.”
From that moment forward, Finney was never the same. He returned to his law office, but the Spirit of God within him could not be contained. As he spoke to his colleagues, conviction fell. Some burst into tears. When he walked through a local factory, dozens of workers fell under the power of God without him saying a word. The atmosphere of heaven followed him everywhere. Revival had already begun, not with a sermon but with a man who had encountered God.
What followed was one of the most impactful revival ministries in American history. Finney’s meetings sparked the Second Great Awakening, sweeping through towns and cities like wildfire. Entire communities were transformed. Saloons shut down. Crime plummeted. Churches overflowed. The presence of God was so tangible that people would tremble in their seats before the preaching began. Finney carried more than theology. He carried holy fire.
For the rest of his life, he urged believers to seek the same baptism of power from on high. He preached that effective ministry flowed not from human effort but from supernatural filling. Finney’s own life was the proof. One private encounter with the Holy Spirit changed everything. It lit a flame that would blaze across the American frontier and help shape the spiritual destiny of a nation.
Revival Press
“As I turned and was about to take a seat by the fire, I received a mighty baptism of the Holy Ghost. Without any expectation of it, without ever having the thought in my mind that there was any such thing for me, without any recollection that I had ever heard the thing mentioned by any person in the world, the Holy Ghost descended upon me in a manner that seemed to go through me, body and soul. I could feel the impression, like a wave of electricity, going through and through me. Indeed it seemed to come in waves and waves of liquid love; for I could not express it in any other way. It seemed like the very breath of God. I can recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan me, like immense wings. No words can express the wonderful love that was shed abroad in my heart. I wept aloud with joy and love. I literally bellowed out the unutterable gushings of my heart. These waves came over me, and over me, and over me, one after the other, until I recollect I cried out, ‘I shall die if these waves continue to pass over me.’ I said, ‘Lord, I cannot bear any more.’ Yet I had no fear of death.”
From that moment forward, Finney was never the same. He returned to his law office, but the Spirit of God within him could not be contained. As he spoke to his colleagues, conviction fell. Some burst into tears. When he walked through a local factory, dozens of workers fell under the power of God without him saying a word. The atmosphere of heaven followed him everywhere. Revival had already begun, not with a sermon but with a man who had encountered God.
What followed was one of the most impactful revival ministries in American history. Finney’s meetings sparked the Second Great Awakening, sweeping through towns and cities like wildfire. Entire communities were transformed. Saloons shut down. Crime plummeted. Churches overflowed. The presence of God was so tangible that people would tremble in their seats before the preaching began. Finney carried more than theology. He carried holy fire.
For the rest of his life, he urged believers to seek the same baptism of power from on high. He preached that effective ministry flowed not from human effort but from supernatural filling. Finney’s own life was the proof. One private encounter with the Holy Spirit changed everything. It lit a flame that would blaze across the American frontier and help shape the spiritual destiny of a nation.
Revival Press
In his own words from his autobiography, Charles Finney described the moment the Holy Spirit fell on him in 1821:
“As I turned and was about to take a seat by the fire, I received a mighty baptism of the Holy Ghost. Without any expectation of it, without ever having the thought in my mind that there was any such thing for me, without any recollection that I had ever heard the thing mentioned by any person in the world, the Holy Ghost descended upon me in a manner that seemed to go through me, body and soul. I could feel the impression, like a wave of electricity, going through and through me. Indeed it seemed to come in waves and waves of liquid love; for I could not express it in any other way. It seemed like the very breath of God. I can recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan me, like immense wings. No words can express the wonderful love that was shed abroad in my heart. I wept aloud with joy and love. I literally bellowed out the unutterable gushings of my heart. These waves came over me, and over me, and over me, one after the other, until I recollect I cried out, ‘I shall die if these waves continue to pass over me.’ I said, ‘Lord, I cannot bear any more.’ Yet I had no fear of death.”
From that moment forward, Finney was never the same. He returned to his law office, but the Spirit of God within him could not be contained. As he spoke to his colleagues, conviction fell. Some burst into tears. When he walked through a local factory, dozens of workers fell under the power of God without him saying a word. The atmosphere of heaven followed him everywhere. Revival had already begun, not with a sermon but with a man who had encountered God.
What followed was one of the most impactful revival ministries in American history. Finney’s meetings sparked the Second Great Awakening, sweeping through towns and cities like wildfire. Entire communities were transformed. Saloons shut down. Crime plummeted. Churches overflowed. The presence of God was so tangible that people would tremble in their seats before the preaching began. Finney carried more than theology. He carried holy fire.
For the rest of his life, he urged believers to seek the same baptism of power from on high. He preached that effective ministry flowed not from human effort but from supernatural filling. Finney’s own life was the proof. One private encounter with the Holy Spirit changed everything. It lit a flame that would blaze across the American frontier and help shape the spiritual destiny of a nation.
Revival Press
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