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LOL. Love it.
I think I was about 8 years old or some such . . . sitting on the front pew during a healing service time in the service or after the service. I think it was after the service had formally ended.
There was this rather stout but not huge woman . . . middle aged . . . Not layered in fat but one of the so called BIG BONED PEOPLE sort of persons.
My mother's father had started the church and in this new building had insisted on hardwood floors. For some reason, the healing line where this woman was, was to the side of the center asile carpeting.
I don't recall whether the pastor actually touched the woman's head lightly with oil first or just started to touch her head. But she fell over with a resounding WHAM
AND BOUNCED about an inch and a half off the hardwood floor at her head end. I still don't know why she bounced. Not sure of the physics of that. But to this kid at that age, it was a wonder to behold.
After lying there for 10 minutes or so, she got up and was none the worse for wear with no bump on her head.
I've wanted to be "slain in The Spirit" dozens of times as it seemed to be a state of being "shut-in with God" in an intense intimate dialogue and cleansing, teaching session very ONE ON ONE. Hasn't ever happened.
In the same church above when I was about 12-14, one time during a very intense service where the Power of God was heavily evident and the air rather electric with HIS PRESENCE, in the midst of worship I suddenly discovered that my knees no longer functioned--just like they turned to jello. I merely sat on the pew--actually, probably about the same spot as I was sitting at the 8 year old experience above.
I've been prayed for and over and had hands lain on me by some of the biggest names. People fell all around me. Sometimes, disgustingly, the praying person pushed me over and I obliged just to be gracious. But mostly, I hated such antics and typically resisted when some character would get pushy. God doesn't need antics. He's much better at antics than we are.
I don't know what the differences are. I've seen congregations where everyone in the first dozen rows or more say would slump or fall "under HS's power." I'm glad for them. They report it as a very sweet experience with God.
I've been plenty jealous. But I've come to believe that God gives all of us who truly seek HIM, what WE need. That may be markedly different from what virtually every other person alive needs, in some cases.
And, I'm keenly aware of SEEKING GOD, VS HIS GIFTS. SEEKING HIM AND HIS FACE IS BEST.
Oh my, one has to wince...I keep reading things about the charismatic happenings at Steubenville. Thanks for the link.