The Sound of Holy

The sound of holy is never loud, yet it shakes the soul.It comes close, like a breath against your ear, stirring the place in you that remembers Him. It moves through silence, through longing, through the ache of waiting, until it finds the deep place inside you that awakens - the place where heaven's own chorus begins. Where the seraphim cry "Holy, Holy, Holy" without ceasing before the throne, caught in the breathtaking awe of His love. A love so consuming, it demands an answer.These words transcend the page. They were wrestled out in the secret place, in the fire of encounter, in moments when heaven pressed so near it undid me. Each poem and image is a carved-out place of meeting - holy ground carrying His weight and His nearness, a doorway into the whisper and sound of Yahweh.¿¿¿¿¿¿¿This collection is a sound going forth - a threshold into the wonder of His holy sound. Step in, and let His presence meet you there. May you find yourself caught in the beauty of His voice and changed by the nearness of His love.