We went for a walk over Morte Point (North Devon). The blobs bobbing up and down below in the rock, outcropped sea were like grey smudges. Risking life and limb (and my fear of heights) Paddy and I got closer – below us, watching us, six seals relaxed and called to each other – magic

Trust me there are seals

Apparently the six seals include the four horsemen of the apocalypse,  and  cosmic unrest. There is a seventh seal which signals a stillness in heaven which is the prelude to God’s wrath.

I watched as he opened the sixth seal. There was a great earthquake. The sun turned black like sackcloth made of goat hair, the whole moon turned blood red, (Revelation 6:12)