I'm in a movie

I feel like I'm in a movie. So many crazy-beautiful things happen in this movie, and it's a rollicking hit!

The funnest part:
I'm in the healing rooms 'waiting room' where there's about 100 people waiting for their number to be called for a prayer team to pray for their healings. All the other healing room waiting rooms I've even been to have peaceful 'soaking' music and people sit or lay on the floor to feel the presence of God. Well, this place was like a frat party!! There was a band and people dancing jumping up and down praising Jesus, clapping and the "MC" was encouraging us with affirmation from God about healing. He'd ask if anyone in the room had rumatory arthritis, or other random things and sure enough someone would stand up and be healed. The best part was when we had a sing-a-long where they changed the words to "Louie Louie" to "Today is the day, oh-oh that ______has gotta go" (my pain, my heart disease, etc.) So people would come up to the mic and sing it and everyone would scream "Yes, Lord Jesus!" or "Yeay!" and dance arround. About 30 people where healed by the time my number came up.
The funniest part:
While all this is going on theres this old man with a walker traveling about the room honking a small horn. Everyone he sees bursts out laughing, because they realize he's not doing it to make them get out of the way, he's doing it because its a really funny sound. And, when they realize that he's not wobbling and swaying and having a hard time walking straight becuase he has somekind of disease, he's flat out drunk in the spirit!!! He proceeds to laugh and honk and lay hands on random people, who in turn start to feel all giddy and drunk-like. When he went up to the mic ( and he could barily contain himself) he actually expressed some deep and wonderful things about God, though he kinda slurred his words, and it proved he really wasn't some crazy man, he made alot of sense- he was just having fun with God!

The spooky/love part:
The ladies who prayed for me were like Christian psycics. I can't tell you what they said about me because it's personal, but one thing they said is there is a family curse that we women don't love ourselves and don't think we're beautiful. We spoke out against that and said no more to the pattern. Next thing I know I'm driving back home and I randomly turn the radio ot the XM Frank Sinatra station. This song by Stephen Sondheim is playing: "No More"
All the lyrics really spoke to me, but this one imparticular:

No more riddles.
No more jests.
No more curses you can't undo,
Left by fathers you never knew.
No more.

Then, get this, I'm in the grocery store, and I finally give into the desire to buy fresh fish. There's this older gentleman getting sole, and he turns so me and says, "Hey, you're not bad lookin'!" I said, after I laughed, "Thank you, Jesus was trying to tell me that same thing today!" He said he tells that to his wife all the time. Get out.

So, I'm in a great movie, and it's so exiting I don't even want to get up to go to the bathroom so I dont miss anything.
Ha!