The most high

I had an odd supernatural experience this afternoon. I walked into the Campus House of Prayer telling a friend of mine and another woman that my life seemed plagued with ulterior motives. I was at the point of grief about it. I was in tears, telling them that everywhere I looked I saw false motives. I look back on this and think that Satan was trying to make me feel guilty. I say that I want to do all things for God and no matter how much I mean it, I find that motives start to show up. I love God with all my heart, he is all I have, but Satan shows up to remind me that I am alone most of the time. I was absolutely stricken with sorrow. Then my friend got on the piano and started singing and then prayers and weeping and wailing poured out of our mouths. All three of us were sobbing and praying at the top of our lungs and speaking in tongues. I got up out of the chair and started walking around the room exalting God. After several minutes of this, I became amazingly giddy. I started laughing histerically. I ended up on the floor. I felt like my body was a shining light and I felt the peace of God. The ladies left and said good bye after they got done praying. I layed on the floor for a few more minutes. When I got up off the floor, I felt like I was high on marijuana, not just high, but really high.My face felt hot and I was not able to think about much anything for about fifteen minutes.