Where does poetry come from? For Janet Safford Cline, her poetry comes from a lifetime of loving words and putting them together to express her faith in Jesus Christ. A lifelong Christian, in her inspiring poetry collection, God Speaks to Me in Silence, she imagines biblical scenes and stories in the poems “Shepherds, “Temptations” and “Why” She gently pokes fun at Sundays-only Christians in “Dear Bishop” Janet lived many years in the Texas Panhandle and recalls it lovingly in her poem “In the Panhandle” and she ponders her life in several poems about her family and friends. For the last forty years, she has lived on the Texas Gulf Coast, complete with hurricanes and uncertain weather, all of which is reflected in God Speaks to Me in Silence. God speaks to me in silence, never bombast or demand. The Lord of Lords is patient, always holding out his hand. I seldom take the time to sit and wait for his soft word, But I know God’s there and waits for me whatever has occurred. It’s only when I quiet down I hear God’s wondrous voice. God’s always there to talk to me, but I have to make the choice. God speaks to me in silence, when my mind is rapt and still, And it’s up to me to listen then to hear his perfect will.
God Speaks to Me in Silence
Where does poetry come from? For Janet Safford Cline, her poetry comes from a lifetime of loving words and putting them together to express her faith in Jesus Christ. A lifelong Christian, in her inspiring poetry collection, God Speaks to Me in Silence, she imagines biblical scenes and stories in the poems “Shepherds, “Temptations” and “Why” She gently pokes fun at Sundays-only Christians in “Dear Bishop” Janet lived many years in the Texas Panhandle and recalls it lovingly in her poem “In the Panhandle” and she ponders her life in several poems about her family and friends. For the last forty years, she has lived on the Texas Gulf Coast, complete with hurricanes and uncertain weather, all of which is reflected in God Speaks to Me in Silence. God speaks to me in silence, never bombast or demand. The Lord of Lords is patient, always holding out his hand. I seldom take the time to sit and wait for his soft word, But I know God’s there and waits for me whatever has occurred. It’s only when I quiet down I hear God’s wondrous voice. God’s always there to talk to me, but I have to make the choice. God speaks to me in silence, when my mind is rapt and still, And it’s up to me to listen then to hear his perfect will.
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