You people in here are crazee!

I will sue somebody for making me laugh like l never did in ten years!
Anyway, since l am not the only one, l feel bold to
make a confession.
Year one at the University, the lady's name is Bimpe S (would not say her surname, married right now

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She's just soo beautiful and wait till she opens her mouth, its like an Angel is speaking.
She's tender and her smile could melt the hardest heart.
Long and short of it, l was madly in-love with this babe. We were like "5 & 6" together, if l miss the 'heading', she will do the 'clearing' on my behalf!. Everywhere l go, she goes and vice versa.
But maybe l am not a strong christian like her, she worships with "Catholic Charismatic" on campus, and they have this "Intersession Prayer nights" where they pray from around 11pm till 5am.
Due to my feelings for her (l dont really fancy praying the whole night, l think we should give God a breather too) and to show her that this love is true and wonderful, l obliged to follow her to the prayers sessions, afterall, prayer is good, especially for students

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Now, dont you think l am not a good christian myself, only that 'Bimpe' really lives the christian life.
To cut long story short, around 2am, prayer was in full swing and leader began speaking in tongues.
Before long, everyone followed (about 20 students in all, at the Unilag sports ground), but my mouth was just dry like that of a dumb person.
I was embarrassed to see my Bimpe "delivering messages" while me, fine boy, was just there, unable to match-up!
Following week, we went again and my tongue was still "tied"! I have prayed in my room all week that God should allow me too to speak in tongues, l honestly wanted to, but l just couldn't manage it.
When prayer leader noticed that l was the only one who couldn't "perform", he came and 'laid hands' on me and we prayed together but after another round of one hour prayer, still no show!
The prayer leader then said l was "resisting" and advised that
l should open and move my mouth. You know, like when you want to start a car with bad batteries, you roll it a bit and clutch-down furiously,
Again we went into prayers and when everybody began to speak, l too joined and intentionally moved my mouth since it refuses to move by itself.
I mumbled one or two "sheke-mara-kaka-bobo" (that seems to be the most common sound from everybody) but deep inside me, something said "will you shut-up and stop pretending"!

I quickly obeyed since l fear God too much.
Prayer leader realized l said something and he smiled at me, encouraging me to go full blast but fear of deceiving God (myself actually) no gree me!
Prayer leader tried to assist me to get into the groove, he laid hands again, others began to fall and speak but me, neither "falling nor speaking", was anyway near me.
He pushed me, hit my head and pried my mouth open (l will bite this guy o!) with his fingers, still no show!
I became so conscious of my environment that disappointment made me burst into tears!
Nextday, Bimpe raised the issue with me after lectures. I was embarrassed, felt inadequate and just couldn't understand how others did it so easily (even the obviously more "badder boys" than me) but l couldn't.
Bimpe is sooo spiritual, one of the reasons l fell for her but its become obvious that such a wonderful "sister" deserves a strong "tongue-speaking and anointing-falling brother", not some dumb-bloke thats always standing like an Iroko tree during prayers!
After first year, Bimpe proceeded to Medical School at LUTH while l remained on main Campus at Akoka for 2nd year.
Eventually, dis "no speaking" and "no-falling" disadvantage, assisted by our separation, made one "Speaker brother" to overthrow the non-speaking brother (you know, its like he's not "spirit-filled" or something like that!) and steal my Bimpe's heart. Very cruel Speaker!!
Till today, l still cant "fall" and l still cant "speak in tongues"!
How so many people are able to do it and l cant even do it once, not even when l try to "act it out", goes beyond me?
I love God (and Baba knows) and l try my best to be a good guy, but after uncountable festivals and Vigils, l still dey look like Monkey while everyone around me goes about it like its just natural!
Whats wrong with me, and the rest of you that are not falling under anointing?

I take consolation sha, its not only me

BTW: This confession is long overdue! First time.
if l want to, l can "recite" what they say, (l have heard it over and over again) but l cant bring myself to pretend that l am really doing it.
Feel like God is going to give me a "hammer blow" from behind if l try to pretend

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