Velocity
Once, the Holy Spirit came down like a swan,
and it said to me: "YOU SHALL." Not
You will
You might
You could
but "YOU SHALL". My knees trembled and I wept.
How often do we expect answers when we petition God with our questions?
How fearful is it when we recieve them, a numinous lesson?
We don't learn this in physics. We learn about speed and velocity
and the difference is direction. And that
is what's been given. Direction. A goal. A restatement of the Great Commission.
All authority has been given to him. Let us go and make disciples of all the nations.
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