whiplash because:

I have been hit in the front, sides and back by the following 4 things today:

1--Desmond Tutu &

2--his autobiography

"During the dark days of the struggle, when the morale of our people was often low in the face of rampant evil, I used to say: "This is a moral universe--the upholdrs of apartheid have already lost." I also used to appeal to our white fellow South Africas: "We are being nice to you. Join the winning side." Those of us who struggled against apartheid have been vindicated in the most spectacular fashion. And the victory was for all of us, black and white together--the rainbow people of God. It was theology that enabled me to assert that this was a moral universe. That theology undergirded my work in the Truth & Reconciliation Commission (TRC)."

3--this city (the nook of Cape Town I will inhabit in one month)


4--Acts 3:19, "Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord,"

Today, unlike any day I've known before, God surely has inhabited not only my heart, but my arms and legs, my brain waves and synapses, my typing fingers and my crying eyes, my disposition and my breathing. God is inside of me so strongly today. It's nearly an audible voice I've been conversing with all day long, I kid you not. And it's not be redundant conversation, aimless wanderings of one friend to another. It's been direct and immediate direction, revelation, exposing of sin, and redemption.
At one point, I felt him in the music i was listening to. At another point, his warmth covered my tear-stained hand. Yet another point, he spoke a universe of truth and healing through an old Anglican priest.

God is real. I've never experienced anything like this.