Speaking in tongues
From the always sharp and often brilliant Ongoing Adventures of ASBO Jesus by Jon Birch
I stink at meditation. My brain is too busy. Imagine a ball pit in which all the balls are caffeine-addicted armadillos and hedgehogs. That’s my brain. I will quiet down when I am reading a good novel or watching a good film. Or when I am speaking in tongues.
When I speak in tongues my brain calms down, my mind opens up. If it has gone missing, peace returns to my insides. Most important, I am able to pay attention to my spiritual senses. I find that my best ideas and most effective solutions come to me during or after time spent praying in tongues.
I totally identity with what Paul wrote to the Corinthians: I thank God that I speak in tongues more than all of you. (1 Corinthians 14:18, TNIV) I do it a lot. I need to do it a lot. I’ve been doing it a lot since I was 13.
Even if is is, as some people say, a bunch of gobbletygook – and I don’t for a second believe that – I would still keep doing it and I would recommend it. I am so grateful for this gift. It centres me. It helps me sort out life. It it a daily reminder to me that the spiritual world really is real and that God wants to bring his Life into human lives.
7 March 2008 Jeff Gill
tags: prayer
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