Dan at Cerulean Sanctum has a great post dated February 6, 2007 that should not be missed:
This last Sunday, I was helming the drums during a worship song our
lead guitarist had written, when the Holy Spirit fell on the church.
His presence was palpable and from my spot on stage, I could see Him on
people’s faces. By the time we segued into “The Beauty of Simplicity,”
I was close to weeping. Let me say this: when you’re the timekeeper,
it’s not wise to go all to pieces.
Now I know some people reading this may not have experienced one of
those beautifully sweet times when the Holy Spirit broods over worship. He’s
light permeating the darkest recesses of your soul, warm oil anointing
your head, and love overflowing your heart. No words fully describe the
naked encounter of your person with the person of the Holy Spirit.
Be sure to read the entire post. You’ll be glad you did.