And then I close my eyes and open the secret door within my heart and I find Him. Where He has always been. God was not far away, it was my thoughts that were far away from Him.
Look My Dear at the stars. Marvel at how wondrous they are. Listen My Dear to the sweet serenade of my creatures whom feel free to sing safely hidden in the night shade. So high above and as well so far below, My Love is not bound by any limits you can see. But you will only hear My Voice, you will only know, if you turn within your own heart and listen silently. It's a good night My Love, a good night to talk to Me.
September 4, 2012 Debra Clemente - God and Me