That little voice

I miss listening to Your voice,

That little whisper that leads my thoughts,

That tells me what is right and wrong,

That comforts me in my pain and woes,

That chases away all my fear and doubts,

That sings with me in my success and joys,

That reminds me when its time for prayer,

That prompts me to correct the wrong I do.

That tells me I was never God's mistake
He intended to create me - unique as I am
And He loves me beyond my understanding
He chose to live within me as He breathed life into me

That little voice was proof of this bond
But o'er the years, I chose to ignore it
To live the worldly life; lured by its charms.
Tossed, battered, defeated and destroyed, I cry;
I feel a void and I realize why -
His voice is missing and I know why.

-Sheens

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