The sky across southern England on October 16 was sombre and stormy. The tail end of hurricane Ophelia. I left the building at 2pm and looked up. A chance break in the dark clouds made me catch my breath.

The sun was a deep rose colour. In a few seconds, it was again covered by clouds. I shuddered inside. Revelation 6:12 came to mind: “The full moon became like blood...” I wondered if this were some sort of omen?

I was reassured when the BBC reported that the red-sun phenomenon was due to Saharan dust...

But when I heard about Bidnija, I knew that God’s anguish at that monstrous event was being published across the heavens.