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God and the Still Small Voice — 4 Comments

  1. I grew up as one of three boys on Forest Service Ranger Stations in the Oregon Cascade Mountains. Always loved the sound (or total lack of) new fallen snow. All you would hear is the cold wind blowing in your ears, everything else was absorbed. It’s an experience that far too few people have now. We forget in our noisy world, that God’s would is a quiet world.

    Kevin Shilts
    Eugene, Oregon

    • Thanks Kevin! There is nothing like being out in the woods when the snow is falling. The silence is wonderful, as is the presence of God.

      PS If you ever want to send another one in, I’d love to have another one of your photos to share here!