Sunday...

So, I'm trying to figure out how to talk about what happened with me on Sunday.
I cried.
I hid in the bathroom until the service was over.
I prayed with some friends (or rather, they prayed for me....I was too busy bawling and snotting over everything)
We fought the lies of the enemy with promises from Scripture.
I got really hot. (Every inch of my body was covered in sweat)
Acacia said it was the Fire of the LORD burning up the chaff.
We ate lunch at 2:30pm.

Where the Spirit of the LORD is, There is freedom!....