Crying in my car, experiential love, spices and coffee filters

Dear Reader, I was driving -- alone -- to my chiropractic appointment several days before my 6th baby ended up being born. I had some worship music playing when quite suddenly and unexpectedly I began to weep. Hot wet tears streamed down my face, probably blurring my vision (yikes) as I was awash with a fresh revelation of the love of the God for me. Me. I felt tangibly held in the comforting parental embrace of the Father whilst having Holy Spirit shivers, and a deep-in-the-bones knowing of...