#847956

May 27, 2015 at 5:12pm

ROUGH DRAFT Speaking In Tongues Let me tell you a little about my personal experience speaking in tongues. It started in Florida in 1975. I was living in Cocoa, Florida and my sweetheart was living in Beaufort, South Carolina. We exchanged letters. He wrote professing his love for me as well as sharing the news. One day as I was headed out the door to work, the mailman arrived with another love letter from my beau. I grab the treasured letter and stuck it in my pocket. I could h... [Read more]

#847651

June 10, 2016 at 5:45pm

NOTE: This entry was created using voice-to-text and is currently being edited. It was the last Sunday in May 2014. I was drained, emotionally drained. I hungered for the good old laying-on-of-hands kind of praying. Pentecostal praying. There was a little church close by. It was a small United Pentecostal church. I had never visited it before but my hunger for prayer -- my desire for someone to minister to me in the laying-on-of-hands Pentecostal kind of praying -- prompted me to visit th... [Read more]