The little child whispered, "God, speak to me" hi, got your message. we are playing phone, email tag. lol. another poem for you. Not mine, just one I like. Hope it is an encouragement to you to 'count your blessings'. kk. SPEAK TO ME PLEASE..... The little child whispered, "God, speak to me" And a meadowlark sang but the child did not hear. So the child yelled, "God, speak to me" And the thunder rolled across the sky, But the child didn't listen. The child looked around and said, "God let me see you" And a star shone brightly, but the child did not notice. And the child shouted, "God, show me a miracle" And a life was born, but the child did not know. So the child cried out in despair "Touch me God, and let me know that you are here" Whereupon God reached down and touched the child. But the child brushed the butterfly away. and walked away unknowingly. Often times the things we see are right under our noses. Don't miss out on your blessings because it isn't packaged the way you expect. ~~author unknown~~

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