I felt alone. God was not there. His presence was nowhere to be found. I said, "Where are you?" " Why can't I hear you?" "Help me". "Where are you?"
Nothing.
Not a sign or a sound not admonishment or adulation. Not sand or water.Not light or darkness. I was just alone.
Again I cried out "Where are you?"
Silence.
I prayed to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit hoping I could hear a Word any Word. "Where were They?", I asked.
Then a private revelation. Jesus saying "I can't come there. I can never visit the nations of the world. Every moment of every day I hear their silent screams. Their screams are a constant crucifixion. My Father has shared creation with you and you destroyed His work. You have destroyed your work. "
"I tell you this. My father cries on His throne. He cries out, 'Where are they?... Where are My children?'"
Jesus continued, "The angels in heaven tremble at thought of My Father's revenge."
