When our breath is taken away...

"When the Lamb broke the seventh seal on the scroll, there was silence throughout heaven for about half an hour."
~ Rev. 8:1

I have often wondered what was happening in heaven the moment that Christ declared, "It is finished."

We don't always know what is happening in the land of eternity, where there is no more sadness. No more death. No more time. No more, no more...

There are moments that rob us of words and of our breath.

We encounter images each day that seem to rob us of our words, leaving us silent. Instead, the sound that we hear is of our spirit groaning.

There are no words to express what the mood was like in the earthly hours that must have seemed like an eternity to Jesus. The taste of sweat, blood, and the dirt in which all humanity had been created from, filled his mouth until he cried out that he thirst as he hung, dying, before a crowd that was anything but silent.

The skies grew dark, and heaven rumbled. But what was the mood of the great cloud of witnesses who worship God, the Creator of all, as the Son was crucified?

It seems, that while our breath has been taken, we have managed to look to heaven and take what energy we have left to utter the words of Christ, "Why have you abandoned me?"

There are no descriptions of what God was thinking in that moment. God is silent.

Heaven was silent.

For many of us, we can point to a time when we were left silent. I have to believe that in heaven, a place where eternity has no timeline, that moment will always serve as a milestone. Even in eternity.
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May we discover the sacredness of a moment this day, that leaves us simply standing in our steps. A moment that we meet God. May we be reminded that there was indeed a moment, when Jesus breathed his last breath, and in that moment, humanity and heaven were forever changed.

​Stay in God's grip...

G. Todd Williams (c) 2018