Honey Drop 20: The Shell and the Shout

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Irrepressible vocal witnesses

“I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out.” 
Luke 19:40

Some praise is stored, 
not suppressed. 
Like a shell holding sound 
until the sea returns.

The silence is not absence
it’s anticipation. 
The shout is not noise
it’s necessity.

Creation does not forget its Maker. 
It waits. 
It groans. 
It gathers breath 
until the moment erupts.

The comfort – the tension

Even the stones
those still, speechless witnesses
are wound tight with worship. 
And when the king comes, and humans hush
they will not hold back.

The drop

So let the shell split. 
Let the shout rise. 
Let the hidden hallelujah 
find its voice.