You Have Two Choices

“You have two choices,” the Holy Spirit told me once I bent down on my knees to pray.

I was all ears. Ready to hear what I wanted. That I could choose between two things regarding a particular matter. I could choose what I wanted. What felt best and right to me. What was comfortable. What I liked. Preferred. Loved. Whatever I liked best, it would be perfectly fine to pick. And God would be totally content and pleased regardless. Right?

Oh, so wrong!

“You can follow me or not,” the Holy Spirit sp...