Dear friend,
you reminded me of a quiet night.
you used to watch the people and also the animals on the streets along the night. While you were watching the snow falls down sitting on an old bench, listening to an instrumental music, you’ve wondered about meaning of the life.
Your questions sounded as whisper in the God’s ears…I think that He heard you…finally you opened up the door to Him. And He came in.
By: J.S.
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