by Allison Gale
I sat in silence at God’s feet and listened to early morning silence. In my stillness and quietness, I became aware that there were only two sounds that broke the silence – one that marked it and one that decorated it.
Nov
9
Nov
9
by Allison Gale
I sat in silence at God’s feet and listened to early morning silence. In my stillness and quietness, I became aware that there were only two sounds that broke the silence – one that marked it and one that decorated it.