🗣️ The Voice of the Jews
The decree came like a shadow at noon.
Fast horses.
Royal messengers.
Sealed orders from the king himself.
We unrolled the scrolls with trembling fingers, and read words that turned our bones cold:
“…to destroy, kill, and annihilate all the Jews — young and old, women and children — on a single day…”
And sealed with the signet ring of the king.
We did not scream.
There was no protest.
We closed our doors.
We tore our garments.
We smeared our foreheads with ashes and whispered the names of our children as if to preserve them in memory before the law could erase them in flesh.
We had seen exile.
We had endured silence.
But never like this.
A law to erase us completely.
With a date already chosen.
And the king… he drank.
And the city of Susa was bewildered.
And we — we fasted.
Because when you cannot fight, and you cannot flee, you fall to your knees.
🕊️ The Voice of God
I heard their cries.
Before they spoke them.
I saw their fear.
Before the ink dried.
I watched the seal press into the parchment — and even then, I was moving.
They saw a man’s rage. But I saw the snare he set for himself.
They read the decree and felt doomed.
But I read it and saw the beginning of reversal.
The day was named.
But the ending… the ending was still Mine to write.
🗣️ The Voice of the Jews
Mordecai tore his robes in the city square.
He would not eat.
He would not be comforted.
We saw him weeping.
We saw others follow.
Soon all across the provinces — sackcloth, ashes, silence.
No swords. No armies. Just fasting. And faith.
In our homes, we told our children stories of Pharaoh and the Red Sea, of Jericho’s walls, of the fourth man in the fire.
We told them even if we perish, we are not forgotten.
🕊️ The Voice of God
They looked for Me in thunder.
But I came in quiet fasting.
They wanted signs.
But I was already in the chamber of a queen, in the voice of a weeping man, in the prayers whispered in the dark.
I do not need loudness to move mountains.
I do not need miracles to break chains.
I only need one willing heart… and a people who will trust Me when the scrolls say it’s over.
