I walked slowly up the stairs to my front porch, pretending to go inside so I could watch Reid when he turned around. Somehow I thought that I could figure out what he meant by watching him walk home. My mind was as cloudy as the June gloom of morning, but I wanted to understand what he meant. Something was said that was significant but I didn’t know what it was. Reid opened a door that had never been opened in my mind. I wasn’t sure what door it was, but as I opened the door to my house I knew that it was important and held an element of truth that I had never dared think about.
Whispers that challenge flawed thinking or beliefs can be life-changing, especially if the whisper comes early. Of course, in the case of extreme abuse, we wish that we could elevate the whisper to a shout. Still, if a whisper can open a closed door ever so slightly - it can let in the light. In the light, there is hope. For Emily, the hope is that the whisper will provide enough light to challenge years of flawed thinking and a damaged self image.
I wonder, have you ever listened to a whisper that made a difference in your life?








You sure do understand about the signs, and the whisper I wish I would have listenened more than once. Super post and I love your website.
ReplyDeleteI wish that Id listened to the whispers for sure, and your post hits a home run with me. Its funny how we ignore them, I guess we don't wnat to believe it. Love your blog and the insights.
ReplyDeleteI love that painting and hope it's your book cover!! Your story sounds fascinating and I hope to get to readit soon. You have a lovely blog site.
ReplyDeleteMicki Peluso
Yes, but not from a person - when I was alone on a mountain.
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