I kept walking down the long corridor, pulling back curtain after curtain. I was getting closer. I could feel it right in the center of my body. It was almost like my entire senses were firing off at high alert- but I wasn't smelling, tasting, touching, hearing, or seeing anything. It was like the very core of these was growing-- was screaming!
I kept going not knowing where this corridor would end. I kept pulling back curtain after curtain and though I saw nothing, I was seeing more clearly.
And then, I heard it. Like a whisper but nothing audible.
"Joseph."
I was known by someone. When I heard my name it wasn't a source of fright or fear, but a hope. A hope that I was coming closer. I was deeper in, and I only wanted to keep going.
-from journal entry July 4th, 2008. written after a prayer to behold more of God's beauty
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