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He That Has Ears To Hear Let Him Hear |
| Written by Matthew Daniel Carter | |
| Saturday, 28 June 2008 | |
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The explosion rocked the church. Bodies. Blood. Chaos. On the ground lay a two year old boy. The mother scooped up the lifeless body and rocked it in her arms. Looking up, she noticed a hole in the ceiling. A line of smoke lifted into the blue sky. Why? she thought. How could you let this happen? I AM HERE. I AM BESIDE YOU. She didn't hear. She questioned.
A fourteen year old girl knelt beside her mother's mutilated body. "Mom, get up. God will save you. Won't he?" The young girl looked beyond the fallen front doors, waiting for God to appear. He didn't arrive. "Where are you, God?" she asked, wiping the tears from her face. I AM HERE. I AM BESIDE YOU. She didn't hear. She doubted.
A husband dropped to his knees. He looked at his wife who was crushed beneath a stack of pews. A battered head was all that was visible. Through a shattered window he noticed a cloud drifting away. "Please, don't take her away. I'm begging you. Don't take her away from me. She's all I got." I AM HERE. I AM BESIDE YOU. He didn't hear. He lost hope.
The pastor knelt before his shattered pew. Pages from his Bible littered the floor. He looked at the destruction. He saw the bodies; he saw the blood. The pastor tried to understand, but he couldn't. Tears fell from his face. He bowed his head and silently voiced a prayer, "Lord, I don't understand. Please be with me and bring me your Presence in this tragic time." I AM HERE. I AM BESIDE YOU. He heard. He was comforted.
Are you listening? Copyright 2008 Matthew Daniel Carter |
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