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I am hearing whispers on the wind.
Signs that life may return to these pages.
Evidence on the horizon that this keyboard will once again freely bring forth thoughts long subdued.
Could it be?
Dare I hope?
I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill [me] completely with joy and peace because [I] trust in him. Then [I] will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit. (Rom 15:13)
I hear it coming.
A whisper… but I hear it.
There is a cautious but giddy excitement but almost apprehension in me right now.
But I have hope.
And definitely love.
And those remain forever.
Loud and clear.