On Sunday I heard the Voice of God crack like lightning
breaking a mighty cedar in two.
It said Be angry and do not sin.
It said Therefore, thou shalt not be angry, lest you sin.
On Monday I heard the Voice of God blast like wind
shaking a house’s foundations.
It said Honor thy father and thy mother.
It said Therefore children, thou shalt not disagree with thy father, lest you sin.
On Tuesday I heard the Voice of God crash like waves
tearing down a cliffside.
It said Wives, submit to your husbands, as to the Lord.
It said Therefore women, thou shalt not have autonomy, lest you sin.
On Wednesday I heard the Voice of God shudder like rain
beating against the window.
It said Do not let the sun go down on your anger.
It said Therefore do not build boundaries with any who wound you, lest you sin.
On Thursday I heard the Voice of God bellow like thunder
shattering the silence.
It said Thou shalt not cry, lest you manipulate those in your presence, lest you sin.
It said Thou shalt not express opinions, lest you defy those in authority, lest you sin.
It said Thou shalt not defend yourself, lest you not have a meek and gentle spirit, lest you sin.
On Friday I hid from the Voice of God.
It shook the foundations of my house. It rattled my locks and sought to enter.
It tried to break the windows so I drew the curtains and prayed for salvation.
On Saturday, the Voice of God was finally silent. I waited. I hid. I heard footsteps,
soft and gentle, creaking down the staircase, shuffling through the shadows where I hid.
On Saturday, God Himself sat down beside me in the darkness.
The Voice of God was nowhere to be found.