Fall silent

A short (but true) story for the Sunday Last before Lent: “We ourselves heard this voice come from heaven” (2 Peter 1)


Every day, at around about eleven in the morning, the world stood still. Teachers fell quiet mid-lesson, principals mid-lecture, parents part-way through a nursery rhyme. No one heard a baby cry or the teller call out, “Next!” It was an accidental, almost religious observation – a moment not of silence, since the sky filled the earth with sound such as none could counter, but of the withholding of breath, a suspended sentence.

After the iconic birds were grounded, the opposite transpired: the skies fell silent, only the scrawl of vapour left to tell their tale, while the world prattled on, oblivious still to the voice of heaven.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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