Awake, O north wind, and come thou south;
blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof
may flow out. Let my beloved come into
His garden, and eat His pleasant fruits.
Song 4:16
God speaks in many ways. The poems below are truly hearts laid bare,
revealing the good and bad, the joys and pains of life that we can all
relate to. But the overriding, primary voice that speaks to our hearts
through all of life's ups and downs, is the voice of
our Father. I thank these men & women of God
for sharing their hearts with us here.
