The Annointing Of Kevin Mills.

1) My depression is almost entirely lifted. I’m no longer overwhelmed with the feelings and thoughts that used to trigger me into a funk. They still come, but it’s like someone sprayed my head and my heart with spiritual teflon. Nothing sticks. I might get hit left and right, but nothing sticks to me anymore. The thoughts and feelings just slide away. Just like that.

2) I have a greater sense of peace, a peace that literally is passing my understanding. Regardless of how my day goes now, I don’t have a desire to mope, run away or smack myself around. I’m… okay. I’m at peace.

3) Lastly, I pray in tongues now. Fluently, that is. I’ve been praying in tongues close to the beginning of this whole mess, back in August, but it’s always been kind of stuttering… unsure of myself. After last Thursday’s events, my prayers come out like butter now… smooth and fluid. Do I know what I’m praying? Not usually, but sometimes God has shown me what or who I’m praying for. What does it sound like? Well… kind of like a mix between a poor man’s beat box and some African or Malaysian click-cluck dialect. It’s strange, but it feels natural.

So. There you have it. What God has in store for me, I have no idea, but I’m slowly getting back to a place where I’m yielding myself to His grace and leading once again. I’m functional again. Productive. Hopeful. He has lifted me out of the muck and mire, and I’m standing up again.

It’s good to be back.

Kevin

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