Another Outlet for My Reality Obsessed Self

I just got back a week ago from the Lakeland Healing Revival. Bunch of Jesus Freaks down there- the kind that i have in the past been scared to be trapped with. So here's how the story goes.

Missy , Gage's mom ( brain tumor , remember?) was watching the revival for nights on end and she felt like God told her to take Gage to get healed . she called me on a tuesday morning and told me she was flying into orlando the very next day- i asked her, did she have a plan? a hotel room? a rental car? her answer was no- she hadnt thought that far ahead... I immediately know i was to go and help her out . Wes was already off, there were no worries. My friend decided to be spontaneous and come with me.
I am not going to go into the whole minute by minute detail of what happened when we were there, but i have to tell you what i felt/heard even smelled.
You walk in , and the presence of GOD is so thick and heavy , it about blows you down. I didnt know what that feeling was at first....
So during the praise and worship is when it all started clicking- i am a music girl and this is the way God knew he had to get to me. It felt like an acid trip- the music was boom boom ing/ the bass was so loud, it was pulsing through the bottom of my feet and resignating all through my body. My stomach hurt SO BAD, like i was being filled up, and the only way to relieve it was to bend over. there were lots of people doing that.... weird pains, but felt good as well.
Will you believe me if i told you i saw angels? they were waltzing , 24 of them, around the top of the 8000 people in the auditorium . they were so beautiful . i kept closing my eyes and blinking to make sure they were really there. they were. do i sound like a nut job? well, i dont care. that is the beauty of it all. i simply dont care what others think. so yes that was my acid trip.
the next was the drunk part- people everywehre, including myself, were all very drunk but not off of alcohol . it was hard to walk, it felt like a very good buzz./ imagine if you were at a party in a house, and you kept going from room to room, not meeting a stranger, becoming fast friends with the girl in the line for the bathroom... we were all laughing at everything and there was such a JOY unexplainable.
Next was the smell. i kept smelling something. i was asking my friends over and over, "do you smell that". they were looking at me like i was a crazy!! maybe i was!! the smell had a touch of sandalwood, cologne, patchoulie , salt water all mixed into one fantastic lovely smell. i was going up to all these boys worshipping and sniffing them ,but no one had that smell on them. have you ever heard of the fragrance of the lord? it was there . so bizarre. even when i got home, the smell coming out of my plug ins was not clean linen, but this smell. i know i know. i have probably lost most of you by now. so that smell gently reminded me of a happy time of drugs, because of the tad of patchoulie- i relate that past fun.
now onto the coke/crank/ crystal meth. my senses were all so heightened, as they are today. everything is brighter, louder, clearer, tastes weird, sometimes better, sometimes like cardboard. and the incessant need to talk talk talk and not be able to get my words out fast enough.
I felt like what God was saying to me this past week was this . You mourn drugs because you feel like they were fun and exciting? well, let me show you what i can do. the exact exact exact same feelings, but all brought about while worshipping me!! did you know i could do that?? see, told you i am fun! i am the MOST FUN!! the feelings, the closeness of worshipping and being in the presence of dear girlfriends ( we stayed with SARA while we were there), was just such a JOY. and it brought me closer to HIM. HIM who is SOOO fond of me. and you too.

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