. My job was to catch people who would “fall in the Spirit”. I remember seeing a big guy and praying “Please God, not this one …”.
Well, I’ve “fallen out.” I didn’t mean to. I mean, I’d heard of it but never been to any of those kinds of churches. I just went to what was called a “healing service” in the bulletin at my Parish. It’s a very long story, but I was completely shocked when I realized what was going on. I was also in the midst of a pretty intense spiritual experience just being there.
Briefly, I can tell you that when he started to pray over me, I could feel something start to “push” against my body. I actually rocked back and pushed back. It was like having the edge of a big invisible sphere meet your chest/stomach. I decided I would not fight it, but let whatever God sent me happen. (Understand, we’d already had Mass, first, then started this.) When I made the surrender choice it came back and over/through me and I cannot describe the immensity of the power. I fell because it was like being a puppet with the strings cut. Or having someone unplug me. I fell back instead of down in a heap because it pushed me back as it passed. In a few minutes I felt perfectly normal again.
I did not lose consciousness. I have no idea what it was. It was not the experience I sought. It was overwhelming. And real. He did not touch me. He was not himself a very charismatic guy, as in his personality. He was, in fact, a fairly dour curmudgeonly type. If I knew he was around doing this near me, I wouldn’t seek it out. I have no idea what it was. I didn’t have some sudden great spiritual insight or healing or change. I did have a miraculous healing a few months later, and maybe this set that stage, I don’t know.
I’ve always wished I could talk to some others and see what their subjective experience is of falling out and see if it matched mine. There was a Japanese researcher who reported that people emit electromagnetic waves from the palms of their hands and foreheads, it was a brief blurb in
Discover. Now, maybe some folks can direct that, I don’t know.
People would fall all over the place, speak in “tongues” (99% of which were clearly gibberish),
Again, BTDT. I have no idea if it was some sort of “language” because I believe myself it’s gibberish. But it has purpose as that. Let me explain - going very far back to childhood, in my non-church going, nominally-Protestant, Father in the Masonic Lodge childhood - I would have this urge to speak in gibberish to God. I also would have the urge to lie facedown and the floor to do that. Which I resisted because how stupid and crazy is that? But I very often wanted to.
After I converted in my 40s and began a serious prayer practice, this urge came back strongly. I gave into it, but never in front of anyone. Here’s what I think. I think our soul knows exactly what we need a but we don’t. I’m a coward, I’m not praying for suffering, but maybe I need that. When I prayed in this way, I was just engaging my whole self, physically and mentally and in this surrendering way, to speak what God already knew that I didn’t. So, if I needed to suffer, I’d be praying for that. I have no idea how to ask for what I need. God knows. I didn’t need to do this very often, but at one point, it seemed to come up regularly in the empty church I prayed in. Then it was pretty much gone. If it comes back, I’ll do it again.
I don’t know what other people are doing. What happened in Acts was not them speaking a variety of languages, I don’t think. What happened was them speaking and everyone hearing in their own language. I have read of someone who was lost in the African wilderness in the 50s and stumbled onto a tribe that seemed like they were going to kill her and she prayed and spoke and they understood and she did not. I believe that happened.
I think if you don’t want it or feel it, then you don’t do it. I think it’s true that there are people “faking” it - but even they don’t know that. I think we can’t judge this from the outside.
I don’t like “movements.” I liked my Parish where all these things were part of the normal Parish life, which was actually pretty Traditional. I think they should always be part of every Parish and there need to be very active pray-ers in all Parishes and also structures within which to operate so folks don’t go off on their own in love with some experience instead of Christ in the Eucharist.