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This is what church camp was like for me growing up as a vulnerable young lady. As teenagers, we sought out on Wednesday nights and whenever possible to speak in tongues and to be slain in the Spirit. Ive seen the pastors son heehaw like a donkey and another flip like a pancake with no assistance from his limbs. Ive watched an entire clan of kids stumble to & fro drunk in the spirit. I have comforted another stretched out on the ground, on his back, chest raised, gasping for air as though he were on the cross dying. I watched this same person curl up into a ball as a baby, scared.. frightened. I cried out to God for years for this annointing and to be blessed with the indwelling if His Holy Spirit. God never answered me in the way I expected he should. So I flipped him off, tossed my B.I.B.L.E. in the trash and went my merry way. It was bad enough to find no love at home, but GOD too?!!!! WTF is all I thought from 19 to 30. Little did I know.. He was saving me from a pack of wolves.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 16:24:55 +0000

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