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Having suddenly lost her voice for eight months, Jennifer Neyer scrambles to find meaning in her random illness. Over time, silence becomes its own kind of melody, like a song from God composed on the faithful one’s behalf. Practicing the presence of God, Jen comes to acknowledge, wholeheartedly, God’s moment by moment capacity to H E A R her and to love her well. Jennifer finds peace not merely in her eventual healing. She develops trust, most of all, in the Healer, Jesus Christ.
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Having suddenly lost her voice for eight months, Jennifer Neyer scrambles to find meaning in her random illness. Over time, silence becomes its own kind of melody, like a song from God composed on the faithful one’s behalf. Practicing the presence of God, Jen comes to acknowledge, wholeheartedly, God’s moment by moment capacity to H E A R her and to love her well. Jennifer finds peace not merely in her eventual healing. She develops trust, most of all, in the Healer, Jesus Christ
When I first heard that the moon didn’t produce any of its own light but that it was just a reflection of the sun’s light, I remember that I was fascinated. The idea that something could generate enough light from another source to light up the night sky started me thinking about my relationship with the Lord.
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