There is silence. Where I thought there would be conversations and sharing. There is very little. I struggle. I train my heart to pray. It is hard work. Silence is good. Silence is healthy. I am not a silent person. I fill space with words. I sort through life's hardships shattering silence. But here. Now. With one in heaven and two in Haiti. Silence follows me. Internet scarce. Silence. A sound foreign to me. Unsettling. Until. Until, I take notice. I see what God is trying ... View Post