I just had a wild drive home from Mount Pleasant. I suppose I was traveling in the car but I was more traveling in the Spirit. I listened to a sermon tape that was part of the series from Church on the Way that I heard the first part of the weekend after my aunt died. The pastor is a Ugandan man and the first sermon was one of the most incredible I had ever heard so I bought the whole set while I was there. Tonight I mostly listened so I could give the next set to Robin because I gave her the first two and she loved them and wants more. I am making her give the first ones back so I can take them to Darrell and Terry, too. But by the end of the last tape of the message I was enthralled. I was absolutely caught up in some spiritual dimension in my car. I was praying like a wild woman and so much was happening in my spirit. I could literally feel the Holy Spirit all over me as I drove. It helped me a lot with the weird feelings of the last two days. I think it sorted some of the ick out. I can’t possibly write about it as it was. Absolutely INCREDIBLE and supernatural. I was refreshed and renewed in that car tonight—even though I have already been renewed. But I also must admit my heart is torn at the moment. I have some very serious questions to answer in the next few days especially and I suddenly feel like a little kid not sure how to answer. I needed that touch tonight; I think it helped.