4.23.13-4.29.13
I flipped my steno journal back to where I had placed my paperclip, marking where I had written my “living list” and we commenced. I re-read what I wrote, one line at a time, and I sat with each item waiting to hear Him and the guidance He had for me.
What has been your experience in seeking God and His ways for you and your days?
He has made us all so incredibly unique and perfectly fitted to hear His still small voice. The ways He can love and guide us into knowing Him are limitless so you’d think we’d hear countless stories of His miraculous inner workings with us all the time, but I haven’t.
Why is that?
Are you willing to be one who tells? I’m one who will listen.



the gift of yesteryear’s music…


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