Pentecostal

I am Pentecostal.


My Communion juice on Sunday is just that: juice.


No poison mixed in.


I am Pentecostal.


I have never seen a snake in my church.


And I've certainly never danced with one.


I am Pentecostal.


There are girls at my church with short hair.


And I wear jeans to Wednesday night youth service.


I am Pentecostal.


I go on dates.


With boys.


I am Pentecostal.


I will not shove my religion in your face.


I do not preach to every person I come in contact with.


I am Pentecostal.


I am not a lunatic.


My beliefs are not crazy.


I am perfectly sane.


I am Pentecostal.


God is the biggest part of my life.


I live for him.


You can see it in all I do.


I am Pentecostal.


I am not freakishly happy.


I have joy in my life.


That is not wrong.


I am Pentecostal.


I am not better than you.


I struggle with the same sin.


I am Pentecostal.


Do not judge me.


You do not know me.