God Speaks Our Language

Sometimes I like seeing it, thinking it, in another language. Reminds me God doesn’t speak English. He speaks GOD. We can listen in whatever odd language he has woven in our hearts. A dialect of hurts and blessings and tears and hopes that no one else knows. Only Him. He speaks that too.



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