Chapter 22 - Page 308 - Shanha Talks To Jesus

   "No," the man replied. He stood to leave. "We will hear no more." As he left the meeting area, most of the congregation rose and followed him.

"Please listen to what God wants you to hear," Reverend Morris said. "I didn't come here to deceive you."

   Everyone continued to leave, even though most of them looked like they wanted to stay and hear more stories about Jesus. Reverend Morris closed his eyes to pray. Jim began to pray silently. They asked God to speak to the people's hearts.

   As the congregation walked out of the meeting area, clouds began to move rapidly across the sky. The clouds seemed to line up like soldiers preparing for battle. Suddenly the sky grew dark and the wind began to pick up. The clouds rolled in like waves across the sky above their heads. The village people cringed in fear as lightning struck the ground in front of them. Thunder roared. Everyone ran back to the public meeting area. When the last person sat down, the lightning and thunder stopped and the clouds rolled away. The wind stopped blowing. A hush fell over the church as the sky brightened again.

   Everyone waited, prepared to listen to what the preacher had to say, but God sealed his mouth shut. He tried to speak, but not a word could be heard. The congregation heard a humming sound. The congregation looked around, seeking its source. One of the children tipped his head back and looked upward.

   "Look!" he yelled. He pointed toward the sky. Everyone looked up.

   High above the village was a window into a throne room in heaven, held open by four angels pulling the corners of the window in four different directions. The village people saw a bright light emanating from heaven down to earth. A rainbow hovered above the source of the bright light.