If you’ve seen or gone through a deep grief, you'll probably know the battle that takes place between your head and heart, while you’re trying to understand, come to terms with loss, and still trust God. Today I'm publishing an entry from someone's private journal - someone walking that wilderness, wrestling with God while learning

God is calling us, trying to get our attention. But he rarely shouts to make himself heard. Instead, he whispers to us. Before we've even opened a Bible he has been drawing, beckoning, whispering. Will we stop to hear him? Will we even attempt to hear his voice? Here are four ways he whispers to