Yesterday, at 33 Live I was praying for this girl. I was asking God to help her with the walls she's built around her heart and some other things. I didn't know much about her but I knew that these things were applicable. After a couple of sentences I didn't know what else to say but I felt like I had to do something so I started doing this singing thing I do.
I've been doing this things where I sing randomn words, which I guessed were tongues because they weren't words I knew and we have the mind of Christ, so what else could it be?
So I wanted to start doing my singing thing but I just started talking. All these words that i had no idea what they meant poured out of my mouth. It wasn't like they were forcing themselves out of my mouth or like something was controlling it but like these words felt right coming out of my mouth. Like something in me knew that what I was saying was important while my brain had no idea.
At one point I wanted to start crying. Something I was saying was super important for her but since I was speaking in tongues I had no idea what it was.
Now, I'm like addicted to talking in tongues. It's fun. All these years I felt like there was something that wanted to pour out of me and i think this is what it was.
Once, someone told me that speaking in tongues doesn't determine whether you're saved or not, it doesn't mean you're any holier or more righteous, it's just like they discovered ice cream and want to share it with other Christians. And I get it now. It is fun. It doesn't make me more righteous. It's just something fun.
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