Tipsy...

Tired, exhausted...I needed rest, not physically, but spiritually. My heart was heavy, my mind boggled by everything around me, I needed God.

A warrior of God picked me up, brought me to a spiritual place for rest. It was....interesting to say the least.

People drunk, a girl playing on the guitar, and a man playing on bongos that gave me a strange beat in my heart. As I got memorized by deep beat, I started to feel peace.

More drunk people come to the house, and the house went up in flames. A girl constantly yelling "JESUS! HOLY!" along with some other words that I couldn't understand and was sure if it was the speaking of another language...a holy language. The girl's vocabulary literally consisted of "Heeeyyy, Jesus, Ooooooooooh, holy ghost, and woooooow"...Running through my head were thoughts along the lines of "I'm freaking out...what is going on?"....

Man...if I didn't God...how creepy and weird this would of been.

Everyone stands up and we get into a circle and every sort of praise known to man and God breaks loose...well I guess we didn't have an animal sacrificial...that would of been even more intense...

Praises, random chants and songs, people laughing and falling to the floor, craziness...it was overwhelming. Laughter burst from my lips, legs start to feel a bit rubbery...

Now I'm pretty sure I've never been drunk in the spirit...but maybe this was just a tipsy form? Very few other times I've experienced the spirit like this...so it's kinda like drinking I suppose. You don't actually know if you're drunk until you experienced the different levels...

I mean...I've never been drunk...

Anyways, I need more of this. I need to hang out with Bethel students more often...