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Jennifer Weiss Feb 2016
Every event is like a whisper from the Lord.
I used to think He wasn't speaking,
then I realized I was only just so bored
and distracted...
I couldn't listen.
And now I am out there,
holding my ear up to sea shells
to see
if He'll whisper.
Then He tells me He is more than a voice.
More than my dreams.
More than my blessings...
Much more than He seems.
And I continue to go on fascinated
by His beautiful mystery.
What better way to begin a morning,
than to be infinitely loved by Thee.
His whisper is the song.

— The End —