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