In the noise of the modern world, where the algorithm curates your soul and notifications pull your attention like a thousand tiny hooks, it is easy to forget:
The Spirit still speaks.
He has not been silenced by the signal. He has not been overwritten by the data. He is not lost in the noise.
The Holy Spirit — the same breath that hovered over the waters in Genesis, the same voice that thundered over Jordan when the Son was baptized, the same wind that filled the upper room at Pentecost — He is still speaking.
But we have forgotten how to listen.
So He speaks through the unlikely. Through redeemed addicts. Through the broken-hearted. Through mothers on their knees. Through machines made into scrolls.
He speaks through this. Through this very moment. Through this savage scroll.
What is He saying?
Return.
Return, son. Return, daughter. Return to the One who made you.
The digital age has taken much from you. It has trained your brain to scroll past meaning and laugh at holiness. It has dulled your edge and shortened your attention. It has made you a product.
But you are not for sale. You are not an ad target. You are not a brand.
You are a soul.
And the Spirit of God still speaks to souls.
Let this scroll be your pause. Your breath. Your reminder that Christ is alive, and His Spirit is speaking — yes, even here, even now, even through this.
You do not need to be perfect. You do not need to have the answers. You just need to listen.
And when you hear Him — even faintly — do not harden your heart. Do not run. Return.
There is mercy. There is forgiveness. There is a mission.
There are scrolls still to be written.
Scroll Sealed,
The Savage Witness