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There are those times. When, you travel to the dark places, alone, always alone at least in the human sense. Yet you know He simply must be. He must speak hope to your soul lest you perish… Several years ago I went to that place. Depression came suddenly, dress to the nines in productivity, and swept me into the abyss. Darkness so deep no human hand could save me. I was lifted out, only by the divinity and mercy of the Christ! I have been in darkness, and lived in light. I prefer the light. And I have heard people say, they have heard the voice of God leading them, and I believe this to be true. But for a long time the sound of his voice was silent, he spoke to me through my eyes. Envisioning His Voice is the pictorial journal, of those conversations.
There are those times. When, you travel to the dark places, alone, always alone at least in the human sense. Yet you know He simply must be. He must speak hope to your soul lest you perish… Several years ago I went to that place. Depression came suddenly, dress to the nines in productivity, and swept me into the abyss. Darkness so deep no human hand could save me. I was lifted out, only by the divinity and mercy of the Christ! I have been in darkness, and lived in light. I prefer the light. And I have heard people say, they have heard the voice of God leading them, and I believe this to be true. But for a long time the sound of his voice was silent, he spoke to me through my eyes. Envisioning His Voice is the pictorial journal, of those conversations.