Heaven stood in silence for half an hour. It was the quiet before the storm of destruction was unleashed on the earth. As the trumpets blew, the wrath of God was being poured out.
It is a horrible thing to be the object of a wrathful God. I am so grateful that because of Jesus, we can be objects of His love and grace.
i hope you don't hate awkward silence.
ReplyDeletei do. i often try to fill them with my words.
i need to learn this discipline in order to lead connection group better, counsel better, and most importantly as you point out, to give my ears to God to speak to me.