The Quiet Times



It’s in the quiet times…

after I have grown weary of hearing my own voice and I no longer have any words left to speak, and I blow my snotty nose from crying,  I lay in bed with Bible in hand, searching…

for that one word, one verse, something, anything to remind me He is still here…

then I close my Bible, turn out the light and hold my Bible to my chest as though holding onto God in the flesh and I quiet myself…

and it is in the quiet I hear…

I Am here

Be Free & Stay Free

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