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If you want to know how it all began, click HERE for the FIRST entry. At the top of each post you can click "NEXT ENTRY" and so on. It might make a bit more sense that way, and you might stumble upon one of my better postings in case this one sorta just sucks! CLICK HERE for a RANDOM ENTRY. Sunday, Jan. 22, 2006 - 6:06 P.M. Shhhhhhh.... I wish I could have done a better job of making the words above more easily readable. Damn fonts. When I was in a very bad place, when my first marriage was in such a horrid state, and I wrestled with how I could fix something beyond my capabilities, my best friend Mickey used to make me go with her to the Forest Preserve, in the middle of the day, and be quiet. "You gotta listen, Ibe, and in order to listen you have to shut up." She made me lie down and she kept guard so I could lie there in the breeze with my eyes closed or open, but do nothing but listen. It took weeks before I could last more than a few minutes, but I got to the point where we could just sit, and listen, for an hour or more. But if you want to hear, you have to shut up. Be still. Be still and know that He is God Be still and know that He is holy Be still, O restless soul of mine Bow before the Prince of peace Let the noise and clamor cease Be still Be still and know that He is God Be Still; Be speechless Be still and know that He is God Won't you PLEASE leave your feedback here? 2 readers left their mark on this one!
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