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Dec 2015
Where is Gods voice, and why is he silent. Why are there no whispers or convictions of the soul. I ask this of heaven and waited for an answer, but nothing was forth coming. I pleaded for understanding and sought wisdom, but still all was quiet. In personal reflection and intensive study, I still could find no answer. Then when it seemed that no more could I do, I sat quietly and listened. In that moment, I heard a voice inside of me. I ask God is that you. The voice said yes. Filled with so many questions, I wanted to know where God had been, then I felt the spirit wash over me and I looked around. I saw birds flying and heard them singing, I heard the water running and saw the golden sunlight shining through the trees. I began to cry and I understood why the heavens were quiet, God had been busy taking care of me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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