The signs shout and dare a world to believe.
Will a world hear a Word and be healed? Hear a word from an Infant and find faith? Will she?
Time will tell. But tonight the sky is scattered with sound. The music of angels, of stars, of promises fulfilled.
It does appear odd that God would talk this way. And after so long. Yet, if this is God, pray the planet shall listen.
Shall listen, as she spins and flies through noisy skies, shall listen. Pray she shall hear that a long-awaited Word is here.