
Jesus Prays in Tongues, Too: The Hidden Power of 1 Corinthians 14
HIS TONGUE IS LOVE. IT’S FIRE. IT’S FELT BEYOND FEELING.
I left the house to go on my daily walk yesterday afternoon knowing it would be cold, but not THAT cold. Like piercing, hurt-your-face wind. Like howling through the trees, and throws-your-car-to-the-left-a-little-bit wind. Like… Holy Spirit wind haha.
I made it out the door, past a neighbor I always see along the route, and to the end of the block before doing that embarrassing about-face and walking back past that same neighbor on my way to my front door, which I could still see from where I was lol. He smiled, and mouthed, ‘coooooold’ as we walked briskly past… getting his steps in for the day.
I’ve been walking now… just about 9 miles a day for the last 5 or 6 days, and 6 miles + for 25 days. A record! I’ve never walked this much in my whole entire days lol. I didn’t want to break the streak, but since I know how God works, I came in the house, sat down in front of my space heater and listened.
Past the sound it makes, to the no sound.
To the Silence that’s louder than the sound of these keys, louder than the thoughts that become these characters on the screen.
And I could feel the Spirit rising.
Not as a 1 hour and 45 minute power walk that day, but as a whisper.
1 Corinthians 14:2
Unknown tongues (“For anyone who speaks in a tongue does not speak to people but to God. Indeed, no one understands them; they utter mysteries by the Spirit.”- 1 Corinthians 14:2). I’ve felt so urged, so compelled to pray this way… since either the day before, or the day I started powerwalking… it’s not a coincidence. While praying (and here, it’s just a whisper), almost instantly, I discerned that this is how Jesus prayed when He withdrew to the lonely places (Luke 5:16)… and no one was there to record Him.
When He went off into the mountains to pray alone… He wasn’t praying in Aramaic or Hebrew. He was praying in the Spirit… in Fire… in the eternal Tongue. For that instant, it wasn’t Nikki praying, it was Him. It was the Holy Spirit. It was the Father… not One praying to Another. Just the language of Love… a language the enemy can’t decipher, you can’t even decode it… but it moves things.
It powers things and charges you.
Somehow you know what to do next… and I made that reel yesterday.
I went to my same cafe… ’cause tradition (I drove tho lol).
And then I took my son to soccer practice in the freezing cold lol.
And then I came home and prayed some more.
And woke up and prayed some more.
And now I’m here. Still praying, but in a form we can read and comprehend. In a form that if taken and digested, will bear much fruit where you are.
You have been baptized by the One who baptizes with the Holy Spirit, with Fire. Or you wouldn’t be reading these words.
One of the fruits of the Spirit is tongues.
Not just human, known tongues, but unknown ones… the language of men and Angels. In the upper room at Pentecost (I visited there in 2014ish) the Holy Spirit came and rested on each Apostle. The Holy Spirit IS Jesus, moving through time, through bodies, through whispers, still praying. The Holy Spirit is not another. And tongues wasn’t born at Pentecost…
Before time was, I Am.
“We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.” – Romans 8:26
Yesterday I did break my walking record (broke the bank too buying warm weather walking gear on amazon lol), but I didn’t break the rhythm. I picked up what He was setting down lol, and now you are, too! Although I pray in the Spirit while walking, under my breath, I wouldn’t have had that revelation yesterday while out on the street with Sunday Service Choir blaring in my ears…
I listen past a lot of things but rarely do I listen past GoOD music haha. I’m listening past the concept of you right now, and your problems, and the things you’re waiting for… believing for. I’m hearing tongues rise now… for you, not knowing what needs to be done… but knowing He knows, and that’s it’s done. And we shall see. You will see.
Revisit Acts of the Apostles with me. Watch some Youtube videos on speaking in tongues… don’t imitate, just start with a whisper on your own… it’s so natural. So easy. And it’s not fake. I never believed I’d be here. You’ll be saying the same… about this powerful way you pray past your problems and flesh, and into your whole life… everything around you is changing SUDDENLY. For GoOD.
I love you,
nik

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This was very powerful, tears starting coming immediately, like a deeper gratitude, a deeper understanding.
It’s my first time praying in tongues. It came naturally some weeks ago, a big cry out bababababbababa, it felt like it reached the father.
No pati, no search, just tears, just gratitude, just this. Nothing ❤️🔥
I love You!!! THANK YOU!!
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU St. Patricia! I love you!!! And exactly! It reached Him. Only He is here!