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Whispers from Him

Do you ever feel like it's all been done before?

I often feel like it's all been said before. Everyone has a blog these days and many of the themes written about have been written many times over and again.

What else is there left to say?

Yet somehow God often connects just the right message from the right perspective to the person who needed to read it at just that time.
I know that's happened to me many times.

I like writing.
I like blogging.
But I pray that what I write, I write only what I hear from Him to you, reader, whoever you are and whatever season you are in life now.
That's the purpose of my writing.
I'm not so interested in airing out my opinions. It seems like there's more than enough opinions to go around these days.
I write what I hear Him speak to my heart.

You are not alone.
Your life has meaning.
Your voice will not go unheard.
The impact you make may not look like much to you but it might be much bigger than you could have ever imagined.

Follow what He called you to do.
Be bravely still and watch His hand prepare your path.
Be not afraid of the wait. For sometimes we need only to be still as He does battles unseen on our behalf.

Remember, sometimes His voice comes as a whisper and will always be missed if you don't stop to listen.
Silence is not a lack of direction--it is a momentary pause for reflection.

What have you heard Him say today?

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