God's fire

(I missed last Saturday's creative writing class with Tony and Steve but wrote this instead early this morning.)

We were a small group standing outside St Paul's Cathedral with our small rather pathetic placards that had slogans on them like:
- God's fire is coming
- Quake today in God's presence
- True godliness don't turn men out of the world, but enables them to live better in it

(That was typical of Jennifer to chose an overly long quote from William Penn.)

There were only 6 of us, not the 20 who had promised to come ('Quakers don't you just love them, not!') and nowhere near the valiant 60 we hoped to be.

It was quiet, no not a Quaker quiet rich with unspoken meaning but more of a dull quiet. Then-

Wummmph - the cathedral burst into flames. God's fire indeed but a real fire not the spiritual fire we were hoping for. We dropped our placards and legged it.
'Oh my God.'
'Whatever next?'
'I'm terrified.'
'Me too.'
'Oh God.'

This was the 15th event. There were only 4 more to come according to Jason's prophecy.