So she told me that I insisted because of the devil.yeah, right.but then she left me alone but telling someone else to come to me and ask me if I wanted prayer. My Grandma was part of this whole thing too and came to me to ask if she could pray for me. And then people started to build groups and pray for each other, falling on the ground or acting crazy in other ways.I felt like I accidentally got into a freak show.and I felt fear. Next everyone started to pray and sing in tongues.except for me and maybe some others who where confused.not playing the game. I had no idea what was to come.but it was a very strange atmosphere. Lets put all the chairs away and get started. After singing a few songs the pastor went on stage and said something like: OK, now we go over to the practical part. There have been worship services with other churches at our building and I attended with my friends from youth group. Never went to one of those but at the Church I attended before having my first crisis of faith and left (unfortunately not for good.but that's another story) was crazy for this stuff.
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