If I speak

If I speak with voice of thunder will the lost hear and pay attention? No, for they have closed their ears.

If I speak with voice of thunder will My people hear and pay attention? No, for they have hardened their hearts.

If I speak with voice of thunder will my shepherds hear and pay attention? No, for their voices are louder than Mine as they strive to enforce their own religion.

My voice is soft. My voice is quiet. I speak only to those with ears to hear, and into the hearts of my servants. They know My voice and hear My words. They offer the sacrifice of praise and are ready to do My will.

Listen well for My voice, but remember that this does not bring superiority or arrogance. Rejoice instead in humility and thankfulness for you are servants of the Most High.

Well worth a read – and meditation too. I don’t know who wrote it but it’ms inspired

Morning Story and Dilbert

Let me not live a life that’s free,
From “THE THINGS” that draw me close to THEE-

For how can I ever hope to heal,
The wounds of others, I do not feel?

If my eyes are dry and I never weep,
How do I know, when the hurt is deep?

If my heart is cold and it never bleeds,
How can I tell, what my sister needs?

For when my ears are deaf to the beggar’s plea,
And we close our eyes and refuse to see.

And we steel our hearts and harden our mind,
And we count it a weakness, whenever we’re kind,

We are no longer following THE FATHER’S WAY,
Or seeking His guidance from day to day.

For, without “crosses to carry” and “burdens to bear,”
We dance through a life that is frothy and “fair”.

And “chasing the rainbow” we have no desire,
For “roads…

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Listen for the sound

The breeze carries a sound that all should hear; the sound of Love that cannot be denied. Those that hear it will defeat hate. Those that accept it will have life everlasting.

The breeze carries a sound that many will ignore; the sound of Love that should not be ignored. Those that ignore it will flounder within the sea of hate.

The breeze carries a sound that many will deny; the sound of Love that should not be denied. Those that deny it will be condemned to live with hate.

The breeze will shortly blow. Await My breeze, for on that breath is your eternity.