All is quiet. The rush and excitement of the past week is on hold. You can call it the silence before the storm. Come Monday the chains will be broken and our freedom guaranteed. How eerie and dark is the silence. But not for long!
All silence is not golden, some is torturous.There is silence at the tomb. Jesus, the Son of God, the King of kings, is dead. His body now guarded in a tomb with a massive stone covering the opening. No one can possibly enter. But, they forgot to consider the possibility of Someone coming out. "Hakuna Matata! Oh, ye, of little faith. There will be an awakening! What a glorious day to come! Thank You, Father!
we are loved and chosen by God,