She couldn’t decide which voice was louder, the one coming from the lady speaking to her or the one in her own mind.
If only she could close her eyes, perhaps the one in her mind would be silenced.The hurt and wounded hearts sound much alike although told by different women. The questions echoed time and again are the same. Why did God allow this to happen in my life? Why can’t I just get it right one time? What am I to do now?
The voice in her mind says you too have lived this life. Flesh cries out why. All reasoning gone! Be silence voices, there is only one voice she wishes to hear. The true voice of reasoning, which is beyond our ability to make a wrong become right, comes to remind her of the truth. She is no longer the person that Satan now wants to taunt her mind with. And the lady across from her is about to go on a journey that only God can orchestrate. It is then that the healing words flow through her mind. Just as God has healed her so He will again heal another, and so many more.His words are so sweet, so gentle, so inviting. The voice of the turtledove beckoning us to come away to freedom. He beckons us to come away to wholeness. Listen to sound of God beckoning not only these ladies but you also. . .
“My beloved spoke, and said to me: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away. For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land.”
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