A Still Small Voice: God Still Speaks...Are You Listening?Outskirts Press, Inc., 2005 M04 21 - 116 pages A Still Small Voice lets you travel through the rubble of a broken life restored by Grace. For the first thirty years of my life, I heard only the voices around me. My parents. My grandparents. My aunts. As I grew older, other voices came along. Teachers. Peers. Friends. Employers. Co-workers. Husband. Children. All with an opinion concerning my life. I became full of anger, depression, and rebellion...and I didn't know why. It was only when I learned to listen to a still small voice within that I began to live, and to experience joy and excitement. That still small voice led me to a pulpit. It can as easily lead one to be a talk-show host, a baseball player, or a stay-at-home mom. It is the only voice that can lead anyone to their true self and destiny. Listen for it. |
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Contents
An Invitation | 3 |
The Beginning | 5 |
My Return to the Fathers House | 11 |
My Fleece | 19 |
Dreams and Visions | 27 |
A Sermon I Didnt Want to Preach | 43 |
Preach Now | 47 |
The Sunday God Told Me to Cancel Sunday School | 51 |
A Stormy Night in Gainesville Florida | 59 |
My Mother | 65 |
All These Things | 69 |
Are You Willing to Give Me Your Children? | 75 |
Jessie | 81 |
Hurricane Opal | 87 |
Blood on My Door | 99 |
Conclusion | 107 |
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