Hello, thank you so much for joining me today for Give Him 15.

I'm coming to the end, as I stated yesterday, I'm coming to the end of a long, very demanding travel schedule.

This is the final week of the stretch, and I'll be on the road the entire week.

To help me out, I've asked some of our favorite,

give him 15 guests to write posts, and they are outstanding.

Today's inspiring post by our friend Cheryl Sacks,

which I'll be reading, points out the incredible speed

at which God is moving us into revival and challenges

us to keep pace with what he's doing. Cheryl's title is racing into acceleration. She says, I was seated in a bobsled at the top of a gleaming ice carved track,

poised at the edge of impossibility. The course shone brilliantly white, majestic, and alive with

activity. Endless bobsled stretched before us, filled with athletes all

waiting for the race to begin. Then, without warning, we were catapulted forward. The acceleration

was instantaneous, a breathtaking surge that tore the air from my lungs.

We hurtled down the track, slashing around razor-sharp curves, plunging into valleys,

then shooting up blinding inclines. The sled tilted and lifted, threatening to break free from the ice.

My heart pounded, caught between exhilaration and sheer terror.

It was a dream the Lord gave me 30 years ago, one he has brought back to me with an urgency I cannot ignore, because the acceleration I saw

then is what we are entering now. In the dream, we weren't steering. We were being carried,

drawn by a power far greater than human strength.

The wind roared, the ice shook beneath us, and it felt as though creation itself was trembling.

This wasn't just speed, it was divine momentum.

Heaven's purposes were racing toward fulfillment.

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