"....Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden you hearts."
How can I ignore the voice of the one who created me? The sweetest voice I tune out to the cries of a wicked world. When I hear His whisper I will not shutter but listen intently to the wonders my God is revealing. How can I turn away from the pulling in my heart, turning only pulls it apart. I will listen to the One who says I'm engraved on his palm. Today if I hear His voice I will not silence Him with my idle chatter, but I will sit like a child in awe of her Father.
Written in Zambales, Philippines July 13, 2010
