A fear of most people would be the inability to communicate with the people. So God paired me with a beautiful young Mozambican who prayed with me and I with her during worship. God let us speak together in the Spirit. Our hearts were very similar. We talked to God together, held hands, and entered the throne room together. God told us we were precious and beautiful and we were His bride! We crawled up on His lap and wept together in the natural.
