20 Years Of Daily Writing

What started out as a letter to my sister Margaret has turned into twenty years of daily writing. God finds ways to communicate. The choice is based on whether you've decided to listen. It's not easy! I mean to wake up every day and put pen to paper! And yet... if I don't. Where does God's voice go to be heard? Is it God speaking through me? That sounds totally ego based! Cuz I ain't one of those crazy preachers that scream, "God told me to touch the hand of a lost man." What is lost in a society that brags of having everything?