But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.
It seems like I had a strange unusual perception of my surroundings this Monday at our annual Feed the Multitudes event. I kept seeing people’s faces. I know we always see faces but these faces were calling out to me. It was as if there was a silent voice commanding my attention. I heard Uncle Sam calling out to me (Uncle Sam seemed to be attached to the elderly event in the Life-center). His voice was reminding me about God’s purpose for our country and our historical connection to revival. Uncle Sam seemed to be saying, “Get ready, It’s about to happen again.” Then I heard the voice speaking to me as I talked to Evan, the television reporter. I actually had a hard time listening to his instructions about the live interview, all I could think of was that name, “Evan”, and about another Evan from Wales who was calling out to me from 100 years in the past. “Bend us Lord”, the silent voice seemed to be saying. During that live interview another voice seemed to be speaking from the police officer who was looking at me over Evan’s shoulder. The officer seemed to be saying “Justice is about to be served. The great and terrible day of the Lord is at Hand”. Don’t these voices have any manners? It seemed like one kept interrupting the next. Then I was attracted to the activity swirling around an ambulance that suddenly appeared near the church offices. There was another one of those faces with the silent voice, this time it was an EMS worker. As he worked on the victim suffering from heat stroke, his silent voice began to cry out, “the people are hurting, they are sick, they need a doctor.” There seemed to be an urgency in his voice, like the time was drawing to a close. The next voice caught me by surprise. I was talking to a newspaper reporter about a veteran who had gone on to be with the Lord. The conversation started out as routine, an apparent reluctant interview with someone just doing his job. When suddenly the reporter began to be moved with emotion, I guess it was something about the fallen soldier, and then the voice began to speak, “Eternity is close, it is nearer than you think. Tell them, tell the people to get ready for that day”. I wandered back to the music tent, thinking the silent voices would be quiet, when a young girl began to dance to the music (I guess you could call it dancing). Her freedom from fear was quite disturbing, and then the voice started up again. “It was for freedom that Christ made you free, don’t take yourself so seriously. Become like a child, enter into my rest”. I guess only crazy people listen to the silent voices. On second thought, maybe I was only imagining things or maybe it was those blasted watermelons.