What the Holy Spirit feels like.

We were reading scriptures as a family the other night, when I overheard a conversation that I will hold dear for always.

Welly: Wouldn't it be amazing if you could feel Jesus in your heart?
Bubs: You can. I felt Him last week when I gave you the pink doll I made.
Welly: What did it feel like?
Bubs: Like a warmth in my heart.

A few minutes later, Welly was saying her evening prayers...

Welly: Heavenly Father, please help me to feel the warmth.

After kissing her goodnight, I went to kiss Bubs. I told him how very grateful I was for his good example to his sister.

Me: I hope Welly feels the warmth soon.
Bubs (placing a hand on my cheek): She will.

A few days later, I asked if she had felt Jesus in her heart. She told me that the night she prayed, she had felt Him.

Me: What did it feel like for you?
Welly: Like sleeping. With a warm blanket.


  1. That is so sweet. Thank you for sharing something so special.

  2. Those are the experiences you definitely want to record.

  3. This is the first time I have visited your blog, and I saw the title of this post and had to read it. What a precious story. I love to hear how God works in other's lives. It gives me a warm feeling too.

    Thanks so much for sharing.