Because every revolution,
every revolution,
goes somewhere.
Ends somewhere…
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We’re going to do this again.
I sat there like some of you did, arms folded, but soft.
And when he said we should, this symphony in me agreed…
I’d only been home a day or two when the same girls who dreamed up the last audacious charge tapped me on the shoulder. That made three.
And that three has already become a little army.
Maybe I’m a big dreamer.
Or maybe, just maybe I dare to believe that this generation is actually willing to be different than the last.
And maybe, just maybe, that’s exactly what it’s going to take to get us Home.
Revelation: Before Men and Angels.
Because every revolution worthy of the name goes somewhere.
And in our case, and in the case of the last 12 men to turn the world upside-down, that revolution existed for this one purpose: that Christ might be revealed to a world in darkness.
Revelation is the goal.
And memorization is the challenge.
Again, count me in.
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But I’m dreaming bigger than just getting all of my friends to join.
(That is my dream. Already been up and down my street canvassing the neighbors. Ask them.)
I want all my friends to get all their friends to join.
Because that’s how a revolution spreads.
And just to be sure nobody can legitimately say “I haven’t got the time,” we’ve got two projects in the pipeline. Starting February 1st:
404 verses, or 1-2 a day.
OR (and? ;))
108 verses, you do the math.
I think you can. And what’s more,
I believe you will.
And I believe your friends will too.
Because the only thing better than winning is winning together.
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