that Jesus had silenced

It's not always calmest before the storm. Sometimes it's the loudest. The buildup continues and the noises are becoming more vocal and being given more opportunities. But the thing is, it doesn't seem to matter. Not so much the front and center as the sideeyes this time. Either this indicates a wondrous focus I never knew I had, or it indicates the leaning, a complete dependence for strength on the fount. Clearly the latter.