Tremor was always, before ex nihilo showed up out of nowhere.
Tremor was there when man finally noticed Big Bang and all of
the little Bangs including mathematics, quantum mechanics, knot theory, string theory, radio pulsars, genetics, music, phi, bosons, art and poetry.
Tremor gave evolution its genetic problem solving coding.
Tremor was in the apple bite’s rude awakening.
Tremor showed red when murderous Cain fled.
Tremor, as Plumber, called Noah and told him to ship out. Later, when things were settled, Tremor threw a palette of watercolors at the sky indicating a watershed moment.
Tremor used a slingshot against incredible bull’s-eyes.
Tremor gave the startled stars something to blink about.
Tremor was magnified in the womb of Mary, there was room for Him there.
Tremor sat in the temple teaching Rabbis everything a Father has said to him before.
Tremor whipped up a tempest, the Sea of Galilee provided support.
Tremor caused a stir at the local water fountain by saying, “I am He who is to come.”
Tremor gave the blind a new outlook and the lame a leg to stand on.
Tremor received a farewell gift of pure nard and a woman’s tears.
Tremor stood at the death’s door and said “Lazarus, come out.”
Tremor did an exposé on white-washed tombs.
Tremor broke the loaves, divided the fishes, according to old math.
Tremor broke the bread, drank the cup of sorrows and poured itself out.
Tremor was nailed down, pierced, forsaken and crushed. Violent insurrectionists like me were set free.
Tremor tore a curtain from top to bottom under orders from the Weaver.
Tremor woke up those staying in catacombs.
Tremor angels shook the rug under a rocky patch of earth, happy to find nothing there.
Seismic joy and fear were recorded that day.
Tremor decided to walk through walls and then tell everyone not to be afraid.
Tremor walked out to sea and back again for a fresh fish lunch with his friends.
Tremor had to move on but did send Another Tremor for everyone who loved Tremor.
Tremor will one day separate the wheat from the chaff and the sheep from the goats. Tremor will make the lion and the lamb see eye to eye. Hold on, Tremor is beginning again.
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