GOING UNDER THE POWER
I had just returned from lunch and was met by three men who were waiting for me in my office on the sixth floor of the Carlton House in Pittsburgh. I recognized two of them as prominent Presbyterian ministers in the city. They introduced the third man as a professor of theology from a well-known theological seminary in the East.
“My friend said he had heard of you and your miracle services,” one of the ministers said. “He wanted to stop by and meet you before leaving town.”
I welcomed him and showed him through our offices. We went back into our recording studio where we make the tapes for our radio programs, and then I gave him copies of some of our literature. As we walked back into the front offices, the professor got up enough courage to ask a question which obviously had been bothering him.
“Miss Kuhlman, even though I teach theology, there is still a great deal I don’t know about the ministry of the Holy Spirit. In particular, there is one facet of your ministry which leaves me completely baffled.”
“Well, ask me. Chances are I don’t understand it either.”
“Well, it’s about all this fainting. I understand from my friends that in your meetings you often pray for people and they, they, sort of, well, faint.”
“Oh, no,” I laughed. “They don’t faint. They simply fall under the power of God.” I gave him a brief explanation. He smiled politely but was still obviously puzzled. It was time for them to go.
We were standing in the doorway that leads from my office into the hall on the sixth floor of the hotel. He looked at me and said, “I may never see you again. Would you say a word of prayer for me?”
You know, I still think God has a sense of humor, for as I took a step toward him and extended my hand to place on his shoulder to pray for him, his legs suddenly buckled under him and he fell backwards to the floor. I didn’t even have a chance to begin my prayer with “Dear Jesus” when suddenly he was on his back on the carpet in my office. And it was as though the whole room were filled with the glory of God.
I shook my head and looked down as both Presbyterian ministers dropped to their knees beside him. The secretaries at their typewriters had stopped typing, and I glanced up and saw their faces bathed in tears. There was a heavenly light filling the entire office suite.
The ministers helped the professor to his feet. He was wobbly, and staggered back a couple of steps.
One said, “Are you all right?”
He stuttered for words, and all he could say was “Wheew!” and down he went again, flat on his back on the carpet.
His friends helped him to his feet and he started out the door, still shakin his head with a glow on his face that must have been like the glow that was on the face of Moses when he returned from Mt. Sinai. “Wheew!” he kept saying over and over again.
He was staggering, as if drunk, and he missed the door and walked into the side of the wall. The ministers grabbed him by the arms and pointed him toward the door as he wobbled out, his face still bathed in that heavenly light.
I contend these physical bodies are not wired for so much power. One of these days, mortal will put on immortality, but here in the flesh we can take only so much of God’s dynamite—and we short-circuit.
These old bodies of ours are still carnal. They are made of flesh. They are not geared for heaven. These fleshly bodies literally cannot stand in the presence of almighty God.
The only thing I can tell you is the power of the Holy Spirit is so great that our minds and bodies cannot fathom the bigness of God.
Most people are simply playing religion. They talk about God much like they talk about George Washington. They know he is (or was), but they never expect to see him and if he should appear it would literally scare them speechless. So it is with God. We talk about God. We talk about the Holy Spirit. But we seldom have an encounter with Him because it’s all talk. When a person does come face to face with Him it is too much for his physical body. His nervous system short-circuits momentarily, and down he goes.
God is alive. He’s real. He is the very essence of power. He’s not just the author of power, He is all power. Man often tries to conjure up God in his own image, shape, size, and power. But God is more—far more. When we see Him or feel Him as He really is, we simply can’t stand it.
The only way I can tell you about “going under the power” is to say that when the Holy Spirit literally comes upon a person, he cannot stand in His presence. His legs buckle. His body goes limp. Oftentimes his very soul is filled to overflowing with the Spirit himself. It’s not fainting. A person seldom loses his faculties. Usually those who go under the power are right back on their feet and testify that it was like being caught up in a giant
charge of painless electricity—that momentarily leaves one out of control.
When you consider the Holy Spirit can heal a sick body without anyone touching that body—that’s power. Therefore, isn’t it logical to believe this body can stand only so much of that power before it is short-circuited?
Don’t you remember what happened when Saul fell under the power, traveling to Damascus and falling to the earth? He was still able to talk. He was still able to think. He was still able to ask questions and make decisions. But he was unable to stand in the presence of the power of the Holy Spirit.
On the Mount of Transfiguration, a bright cloud overshadowed the three disciples who were standing next to Jesus. Then God spoke. “And when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were sore afraid” (Matt: 17:6).
Whenever the Holy Spirit comes in great power, things like this happen.
The Holy Spirit now lives in every follower of Jesus— if they have invited Him in. And when He does come in, He brings the same power Jesus had. What He has done for me is not unique. God is no respecter of persons. Every minister, every lay person, has the same power.
When people are slain in the Spirit, it is not me—it is the Holy Spirit. And He resides in each of you. Step out. Do not be afraid. And you, too, will see evidence of His mighty power.
- Kathryn Kuhlman ( A Glimpse into Glory )
I had just returned from lunch and was met by three men who were waiting for me in my office on the sixth floor of the Carlton House in Pittsburgh. I recognized two of them as prominent Presbyterian ministers in the city. They introduced the third man as a professor of theology from a well-known theological seminary in the East.
“My friend said he had heard of you and your miracle services,” one of the ministers said. “He wanted to stop by and meet you before leaving town.”
I welcomed him and showed him through our offices. We went back into our recording studio where we make the tapes for our radio programs, and then I gave him copies of some of our literature. As we walked back into the front offices, the professor got up enough courage to ask a question which obviously had been bothering him.
“Miss Kuhlman, even though I teach theology, there is still a great deal I don’t know about the ministry of the Holy Spirit. In particular, there is one facet of your ministry which leaves me completely baffled.”
“Well, ask me. Chances are I don’t understand it either.”
“Well, it’s about all this fainting. I understand from my friends that in your meetings you often pray for people and they, they, sort of, well, faint.”
“Oh, no,” I laughed. “They don’t faint. They simply fall under the power of God.” I gave him a brief explanation. He smiled politely but was still obviously puzzled. It was time for them to go.
We were standing in the doorway that leads from my office into the hall on the sixth floor of the hotel. He looked at me and said, “I may never see you again. Would you say a word of prayer for me?”
You know, I still think God has a sense of humor, for as I took a step toward him and extended my hand to place on his shoulder to pray for him, his legs suddenly buckled under him and he fell backwards to the floor. I didn’t even have a chance to begin my prayer with “Dear Jesus” when suddenly he was on his back on the carpet in my office. And it was as though the whole room were filled with the glory of God.
I shook my head and looked down as both Presbyterian ministers dropped to their knees beside him. The secretaries at their typewriters had stopped typing, and I glanced up and saw their faces bathed in tears. There was a heavenly light filling the entire office suite.
The ministers helped the professor to his feet. He was wobbly, and staggered back a couple of steps.
One said, “Are you all right?”
He stuttered for words, and all he could say was “Wheew!” and down he went again, flat on his back on the carpet.
His friends helped him to his feet and he started out the door, still shakin his head with a glow on his face that must have been like the glow that was on the face of Moses when he returned from Mt. Sinai. “Wheew!” he kept saying over and over again.
He was staggering, as if drunk, and he missed the door and walked into the side of the wall. The ministers grabbed him by the arms and pointed him toward the door as he wobbled out, his face still bathed in that heavenly light.
I contend these physical bodies are not wired for so much power. One of these days, mortal will put on immortality, but here in the flesh we can take only so much of God’s dynamite—and we short-circuit.
These old bodies of ours are still carnal. They are made of flesh. They are not geared for heaven. These fleshly bodies literally cannot stand in the presence of almighty God.
The only thing I can tell you is the power of the Holy Spirit is so great that our minds and bodies cannot fathom the bigness of God.
Most people are simply playing religion. They talk about God much like they talk about George Washington. They know he is (or was), but they never expect to see him and if he should appear it would literally scare them speechless. So it is with God. We talk about God. We talk about the Holy Spirit. But we seldom have an encounter with Him because it’s all talk. When a person does come face to face with Him it is too much for his physical body. His nervous system short-circuits momentarily, and down he goes.
God is alive. He’s real. He is the very essence of power. He’s not just the author of power, He is all power. Man often tries to conjure up God in his own image, shape, size, and power. But God is more—far more. When we see Him or feel Him as He really is, we simply can’t stand it.
The only way I can tell you about “going under the power” is to say that when the Holy Spirit literally comes upon a person, he cannot stand in His presence. His legs buckle. His body goes limp. Oftentimes his very soul is filled to overflowing with the Spirit himself. It’s not fainting. A person seldom loses his faculties. Usually those who go under the power are right back on their feet and testify that it was like being caught up in a giant
charge of painless electricity—that momentarily leaves one out of control.
When you consider the Holy Spirit can heal a sick body without anyone touching that body—that’s power. Therefore, isn’t it logical to believe this body can stand only so much of that power before it is short-circuited?
Don’t you remember what happened when Saul fell under the power, traveling to Damascus and falling to the earth? He was still able to talk. He was still able to think. He was still able to ask questions and make decisions. But he was unable to stand in the presence of the power of the Holy Spirit.
On the Mount of Transfiguration, a bright cloud overshadowed the three disciples who were standing next to Jesus. Then God spoke. “And when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were sore afraid” (Matt: 17:6).
Whenever the Holy Spirit comes in great power, things like this happen.
The Holy Spirit now lives in every follower of Jesus— if they have invited Him in. And when He does come in, He brings the same power Jesus had. What He has done for me is not unique. God is no respecter of persons. Every minister, every lay person, has the same power.
When people are slain in the Spirit, it is not me—it is the Holy Spirit. And He resides in each of you. Step out. Do not be afraid. And you, too, will see evidence of His mighty power.
- Kathryn Kuhlman ( A Glimpse into Glory )
GOING UNDER THE POWER 💥
I had just returned from lunch and was met by three men who were waiting for me in my office on the sixth floor of the Carlton House in Pittsburgh. I recognized two of them as prominent Presbyterian ministers in the city. They introduced the third man as a professor of theology from a well-known theological seminary in the East.
“My friend said he had heard of you and your miracle services,” one of the ministers said. “He wanted to stop by and meet you before leaving town.”
I welcomed him and showed him through our offices. We went back into our recording studio where we make the tapes for our radio programs, and then I gave him copies of some of our literature. As we walked back into the front offices, the professor got up enough courage to ask a question which obviously had been bothering him.
“Miss Kuhlman, even though I teach theology, there is still a great deal I don’t know about the ministry of the Holy Spirit. In particular, there is one facet of your ministry which leaves me completely baffled.”
“Well, ask me. Chances are I don’t understand it either.”
“Well, it’s about all this fainting. I understand from my friends that in your meetings you often pray for people and they, they, sort of, well, faint.”
“Oh, no,” I laughed. “They don’t faint. They simply fall under the power of God.” I gave him a brief explanation. He smiled politely but was still obviously puzzled. It was time for them to go.
We were standing in the doorway that leads from my office into the hall on the sixth floor of the hotel. He looked at me and said, “I may never see you again. Would you say a word of prayer for me?”
You know, I still think God has a sense of humor, for as I took a step toward him and extended my hand to place on his shoulder to pray for him, his legs suddenly buckled under him and he fell backwards to the floor. I didn’t even have a chance to begin my prayer with “Dear Jesus” when suddenly he was on his back on the carpet in my office. And it was as though the whole room were filled with the glory of God.
I shook my head and looked down as both Presbyterian ministers dropped to their knees beside him. The secretaries at their typewriters had stopped typing, and I glanced up and saw their faces bathed in tears. There was a heavenly light filling the entire office suite.
The ministers helped the professor to his feet. He was wobbly, and staggered back a couple of steps.
One said, “Are you all right?”
He stuttered for words, and all he could say was “Wheew!” and down he went again, flat on his back on the carpet.
His friends helped him to his feet and he started out the door, still shakin his head with a glow on his face that must have been like the glow that was on the face of Moses when he returned from Mt. Sinai. “Wheew!” he kept saying over and over again.
He was staggering, as if drunk, and he missed the door and walked into the side of the wall. The ministers grabbed him by the arms and pointed him toward the door as he wobbled out, his face still bathed in that heavenly light.
I contend these physical bodies are not wired for so much power. One of these days, mortal will put on immortality, but here in the flesh we can take only so much of God’s dynamite—and we short-circuit.
These old bodies of ours are still carnal. They are made of flesh. They are not geared for heaven. These fleshly bodies literally cannot stand in the presence of almighty God.
The only thing I can tell you is the power of the Holy Spirit is so great that our minds and bodies cannot fathom the bigness of God.
Most people are simply playing religion. They talk about God much like they talk about George Washington. They know he is (or was), but they never expect to see him and if he should appear it would literally scare them speechless. So it is with God. We talk about God. We talk about the Holy Spirit. But we seldom have an encounter with Him because it’s all talk. When a person does come face to face with Him it is too much for his physical body. His nervous system short-circuits momentarily, and down he goes.
God is alive. He’s real. He is the very essence of power. He’s not just the author of power, He is all power. Man often tries to conjure up God in his own image, shape, size, and power. But God is more—far more. When we see Him or feel Him as He really is, we simply can’t stand it.
The only way I can tell you about “going under the power” is to say that when the Holy Spirit literally comes upon a person, he cannot stand in His presence. His legs buckle. His body goes limp. Oftentimes his very soul is filled to overflowing with the Spirit himself. It’s not fainting. A person seldom loses his faculties. Usually those who go under the power are right back on their feet and testify that it was like being caught up in a giant
charge of painless electricity—that momentarily leaves one out of control.
When you consider the Holy Spirit can heal a sick body without anyone touching that body—that’s power. Therefore, isn’t it logical to believe this body can stand only so much of that power before it is short-circuited?
Don’t you remember what happened when Saul fell under the power, traveling to Damascus and falling to the earth? He was still able to talk. He was still able to think. He was still able to ask questions and make decisions. But he was unable to stand in the presence of the power of the Holy Spirit.
On the Mount of Transfiguration, a bright cloud overshadowed the three disciples who were standing next to Jesus. Then God spoke. “And when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were sore afraid” (Matt: 17:6).
Whenever the Holy Spirit comes in great power, things like this happen.
The Holy Spirit now lives in every follower of Jesus— if they have invited Him in. And when He does come in, He brings the same power Jesus had. What He has done for me is not unique. God is no respecter of persons. Every minister, every lay person, has the same power.
When people are slain in the Spirit, it is not me—it is the Holy Spirit. And He resides in each of you. Step out. Do not be afraid. And you, too, will see evidence of His mighty power.
- Kathryn Kuhlman ( A Glimpse into Glory )
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