The Roar of Redemption

Hear the sound that has never stopped since the first femtosecond of creation, the unbroken roar

of the Lion of Judah, the low thrum of the Lamb who was slain, the wild laughter

of the Spirit who broods and dances over the waters like a mother over her newborn.

That sound is still rolling through the deep, still shaking the pillars of the heavens,

still rattling the cages of every demon that ever thought it could out-shout the Almighty.

It is the sound that birthed quasars and quarks, that tuned the music of the spheres so

perfectly that Bach and Beethoven are only ever faint echoes trying to catch up.

That sound is inside you right now, humming behind your ribs, because the same