Have you ever heard God speaking?
Dont Run. Halt. Listen...
A gentle breeze that caresses your forelocks,
And silvery clouds, sprinkle on your cheeks;
Warm sunrays that shine on your face,
And colourful flowers, spill forth sweet fragrances;
All echo His voice: "My child, I love you."
If you learn to hear His whisper in bright sunshine,
You can still hear Him easily in black storm and gushing rain;
For He will speak in the thunder and lightning,
Just for You.
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