It had taken me years to get back into a holy-spirit filled church movement after alot of stuff happened in high school. And I was back into it from 2008, up until now. And I am getting back out.
I am so disenchanted with it. Not with Holy Spirit, no, I still love Holy Spirit. But I am disenchanted with the way things tend to work in the more “out-there” Holy Spirit ministries. I am not including Iris in this at all. Iris has issues, yes, but thats more because Mozambican culture has issues, and Mozambicans make up the majority of Iris. I love Iris.
That said, the other big organizations are so concerned about numbers, that they take shortcuts legally, they run over “little” people who arent working for them. They threaten others to shut up so their own numbers can grow.
They count how many headaches were healed, and forget to hug the person who wasn’t healed, rolling themselves out of the meeting in their wheelchair. I am not saying that a headache healed is nothing, but the numbers don’t tell the whole story.
I am done with it. No more. I should’ve learned my lesson back in high school. I should’ve stayed out of it. But, no, I decided to go back in. And I’m out again.
Maybe it was my knowledge that Holy Spirit is real, and can heal, and is a great partner in God’s work that made me go back in. I loved going to The Call, and Iris, and YPI. But then finding out the backstory to these places, makes me want out, and out now.
But I still am not giving up on Iris. I know Mama Aida. I know her missionaries. They are real, humble ppl. Not concerned about numbers. They just love ppl. Simple. Thats all I want. And Holy Spirit. I don’t want big-ness or fame or all the pride that goes with that. I want Africa.



