My first experience with speaking in tongues has to be Foursquare Children’s Camp. Teenagers Camp was an annual retreat for teens for all the branches of the Church in Nigeria, I really cannot remember the schedule but I know different branches of churches in Lagos were together at the same time. It was always I time of learning of God’s word, fellowship, making new friends (Hi Seun) and hopefully a sort of Spiritual experience. Going to camp was a part of my childhood, from Children’s camp to Teenagers Camp to Youth Camp. It was always quite the experience.
This particular evening, I think it was a vigil – not so sure-, what I am sure of is that it was at night. There was some sort of a deliverance session and after the whole thing the preacher asked us to form a circle and asked who desired to speak in tongues and of course many of us raised our hands, with the way it goes they pray for the Holy Spirit to come down and then tell you to speak whatever comes to your mouth… I watched and waited for something to come to my mouth and nothing, the preacher kept cajoling “speak!, Speak, Speak” then I look around and i see people “catching the fire” and I’m wondering what is wrong with me, the cajoling goes on and I bow to the pressure and say something but I know deep down inside of me that it’s not real.