I found this old journal entry today, and I love what it is doing to me NOW...years later. ----------
I waited and tried to listen. Frustrated with the silence and no answer, I went to the restroom and back to bed. Then just before I fell asleep, I lay there with eyes wide open when I heard the still small voice in my heart:
"PC, I am not a genie. I am your God, and I love you. If you want strength, I am not just going to GIVE you strength. It will start to get really difficult now. Will you be strong in those times or not. I am not a genie; I am your God who loves you."
