I just had to post about this beautiful experience I had yesterday afternoon. I've been spending part of my time down at the Centre of Hope here in Charlotte, The Salvation Army's women & children's shelter as the chaplain. I'm really enjoying it and yesterday was just fuel for the fire.

Generally twice a month I show a movie - there's a monstrous tv in the Chapel - and with it being a rainy, grey day yesterday it was just right to stay in where it's warm, eat some popcorn and watch some Madea (the unofficial african-american matriarch of the south). The movies have a strong Gospel thrust, with some soulful Gospel and of course - a lotta humour.

ANYways, in the last scene, which you can watch here it just got so powerful in the chapel, and Holy Spirit just came down on us, and all the women started to sing, spontaneously in a deep, deep way, from that deep, deep place that exists in a woman when she's walked through the Valley of Baca and has places of brokenness that only the Lord can touch.

It was beautiful - man, I love Holy Spirit. She's the best.