It was something my mind could barely comprehend...
It flowed smoothly like running water, yet it had the strength of a fierce storm. It soothed, it consoled, and it was warm and comforting as a mother’s hug. At the same time, it burnt like scalding flames and stung like poison. It could fill the air with a presence that threatened your life, and yet it could whisper in the quiet hours of the morning. It held the power of life and death. It scorched my conscience, healed my pain, and filled me with indescribable, incomprehensible joy.
It was His voice.