Sunday came... and went...

So, sunday came... and sunday went... without so much of a tremor. Well, there was a very, very windy storm last night, which reminded me of the prophecy and made my hairs on the back on my neck stand on its end, but no tsunami.

Now what? What will happen to that pastor's credibility? What about the church's members? Goes to show you cannot put God in a box and expect Him to do things our way, and that's good. Why? If we are to get what we deserve, there will be no mercy, grace and the cross. The cross is a reminder that its a good thing God did not listen to some of us, that His sovereignity is still supreme. That is truly something to thank God for everyday.