James Bond famously said he liked his martini’s shaken, not stirred.  Except for once, when it was the other way around.  So if 007 can change his mind for how he likes it, how do we want the Holy Spirit to come into our lives, in a fiery wind blowing the doors off us with tongues of fire, or in a more gentle, almost silent breeze carrying the small, still, voice of God?  I guess it depends on our mood.