narrow, country road in upstate New York on a very cold, bright and sunny wintermorning. Since it was bitter cold, I had the heat blasting--- but on top of that,the sun was shining directly on me through the car windows, in all of itsbrightness. I was very warm but not sweating. Then there was the sound of thetires on the road that made a repetitive sound every few seconds---kerplunk,kerplunk, kerplunk.As a former student and practitioner of relaxation therapy, aka hynosis, theimagination and visualization of heat accompanied by a the monotonous tone of thehypnotist's voice are frequently used as mesmerizing tools to "put a personunder."In short, I became hynotized by the heat and the tire sounds as I continued todrive. While in an hynotic trance, I heard in the spirit a very audible voicewhich continued to repeat, "follow that car, follow that car, follow that car." Icould also feel a push forward, as though an invisible being was compelling me totake action.A car pulled out from behind me in order to pass me in the oncoming trafficlane to my left. As it passed me, a voice urged me to "follow that car", I wasabout to obey that voice when my hands gripped so tight on the steering wheel thatI couldn't move them if I wanted to. My hands actually froze---locked tightly sothat all I could do was drive straight ahead. My eyes were opened the entire timeand I saw it all, yet I was hypnotized. Suddenly, as I awoke out of the trance, ahuge truck whizzed right by me in the opposite lane. I realized then, that if Ihad followed the car, I would not have been alive today to write about this. Iwould have crashed head on into that truck. There were about 5 cars behind thetruck as well. Others would have certainly died that day.When I got home, I spoke to a close "significant other" who rather casuallyremarked, "as I was sitting at my desk today, I saw a vision of you. You wereriding in a car and the sun was shining very brightly on you. I didn't know whatwas going on so I just "prayed in tongues." For 20 years, this incident was mymain proof that tongues was a "prayer language." I found a supportive scripturetaken "out of context" in Romans 8:26 as my so called "confirmation", namely,that we know not what to pray for as we ought and that the Holy Ghost prays theperfect will of God for us.Yet I ignored the rest of that scripture, namely, that the Holy Ghost does thiswith groanings, and not with tongues. The scripture clearly states that thegroanings "ARE NOT UTTERED." Speaking in tongues is AN UTTERANCE, so I believe weare in error when we stretch Romans 8:26 in order to confirm that tongues is a"prayer language.". So that you know, the enemy is famous in the use of whatChristians call "confirmation,"---a subject of a future newsletter issue.Within my own congregation, I witnessed how tongues spontaneously came uponothers and how "ecstatic" the experience was for them. In my case, it was neitherspontaneous nor ecstatic, and I wondered if "it should be." On the contrary, whenI spoke in tongues, it was rather "conversational,and "though it felt good, Irarely became ecstatic or emotional.I also noted that among the tonguetalkers within the congregation that Ipastored, I could find no fruits of the spirit. In fact, some church memberswere seriously demonized, others suffered from mental illness. In short, everyChristian drug addict among us were prolific in the speaking in tongues. Iperceived a problem with that.Since I began to take a serious look at tongues in 2007, I decided totemporarily stop speaking in tongues until I was assured. Strangely enough, since
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