Returning again and again to recurring themes shows lack of hearing. Seed sown among thorns sums this up and why.
The other blank result, is it's all about... an out-there. Communicate to/about, an amorphous group. Say, the world, or the church. Better write to God, for me or suppose, an individual who might peek in. We and me are the . . .
Wrote this post, reads as though a Truthscoop. Better do that/later and start again. There's watchman listen to the sound of the trumpet and all that but this-here, supposed to be more prophetic rev. Designed to build me -- and if there's a 'you' -- up.
The title is a reference to; hear the word of the Lord, you who tremble . . .
Why the struggle and effort? Some talk of this missing 'grace' and better to keep it easy-goes. Each to their own 'n all that.
Not about earning and seeking God, when all that comes, is certain -- by Grace. The claim is, the world wants us squeezed into its mould. We do -or- don't... as-feel this/or not so. Fit along, more, . . .
Always able to say, counteracts, having something to say. Push a button get a response is a given in our techno-world. Not so with God. Takes time, takes all we are and got, takes everything. No surprise the floundering church. Moderate social environments -- relative/reasonable -- keep needs for more, muted.
While the age of missing . . .