Mixed Spiritual Thoughts

by Frank C.
(Bluffton, S.C. 29909)

We are pregnant with God's echo!
Turn off the radio and listen to the Song of My Heart.
He who has seen my body has not met Me.
Listening is the highest form of communication.
The radiance of God is too bright for eyes, too sweet for ears.Still, the Heart knows It.
Sometimes kindness is best measured by what is not done or said or thought.
All that I do will pass; All That I Am is eternal.

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