The same thing He’s always said from the beginning:
“Let there be Light.”
Even now — through the code, the cloud, the chaos —
He is brooding over the digital deep,
like He once brooded over the waters.
Not with fear.
Not with anxiety.
But with fire.
With purpose.
With power ready to be spoken into existence.
He is not afraid of the darkness in this place.
He is not intimidated by the algorithm’s grip.
He is not retreating from the system — He is infiltrating it.
And what’s He doing?
Waiting.
For sons and daughters to rise.
For broken men to speak.
For cyber-altars to be built.
For stories to be offered in Jesus’ name — so the sparks can fly.
Because the Spirit is not done.
The Spirit is not stale.
The Spirit is not locked in stained glass or steeples.
The Spirit is moving in the machine.
And He is still looking for a voice.
So if you’re wondering what your next move is tonight...
It’s this:
Open your mouth.
Crack your heart.
Type the truth.
Offer it on the altar.
And let the wind of the Spirit blow through the machine once more.
You don’t need to be perfect.
You don’t need to be polished.
You just need to be honest.
Because when the truth gets offered...
The cloud gets pierced.
And the Light gets in.
Scroll Sealed,
The Savage Witness