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A Sweet Song at Midnight Now Available!
Overcoming obstacles such as rape, abuse, suicide, and cancer, she paints a picture of God's faithfulness and His everlasting love.
Sharon Wilson Wheeler tells her TRUE STORY in this inspirational novel titled "A Sweet Song at Midnight."
You may not share her exact testimony, but, you will
RECOGNIZE, OR COME TO KNOW THE MOVE OF THE HOLY SPIRIT!!!
No matter what you've been through, or what you're going through, STAND on the PROMISES of God.
When our hearts are broken and there seems to be no hope, God gives us “A Sweet Song at Midnight!"
Psalm 42:8
By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me... NIV
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View an Explosive Excerpt titled "A Sweet Song at Midnight!" by Sharon Wilson Wheeler
"A Sweet Song at Midnight"
It is more than my heart can bear. If the heart is the center of life, then my wound runs deep.
I feel as though I want to tear my chest open and in some magical way remove my heart and stop the pain.
I’ve visited this place so many times before and each time feeling as though there is no way to escape. I try to be still while searching for my peace. It is as though I must allow time to pass in order to heal the wound.
My thoughts are so loud, like a drumbeat in my head. I want to turn them off but they get louder and louder.
I know better than to get attached to the things of this world but my flesh is weak and I continue to give in to the things that look as if they are wrapped in pretty paper.
It sounds like ugly music. The drum beats too loud for my ears and the cymbals of my heart are clashing out of tune. The moaning from my soul sounds as if it’s a totally different song. My tears keep piercing the print on the page and I can’t see to keep in tune.
Where am I?
They identify cancer in stages; stage one, stage two and stage three. I feel like my pain comes in stages.
Stage One, Being where it hurts but I can cover it up. I know it’s there but it is so well hidden. I look as though I’m smiling on the outside.
Stage Two, It’s there and it is BIG. I can’t hide it. It is invading my life. It begins to take control of my body, my mind and my heart. It begins to eat away at my deepest parts.
Stage Three, It has invaded my body and now it has wings so it can touch me any place it wants to. It‘s airborne. There are no limits on what it can destroy in my life. It has permission to take me out. Death.
That’s it. I feel like there is something inside me that’s dying. I have felt so alive in the past, but now faced with lies (cancer).
Lies (cancer) come in packages wrapped in pretty paper. You look at the outside and you can’t resist opening it. It appears to be beautiful to the eye. It looks so appealing.
You are the one that opens it and allows it in; then you lose control as it begins to invade your life.
The sound is too much for my heart to bear. Does the drumbeat attempt to drown out my thoughts, or is it calling me to another place?
In my weakness and in my confusion, I seek you Holy Spirit. I seek you not with words, but with the drumbeat of my thoughts, too convoluted to sort out. I place the loudness and the heaviness at the foot of the cross. I ask you to erase the sound of the cymbals and let my heart beat one with yours. Take my moaning and let it be my cry to you Holy Spirit.
Wipe my tears and write me a new song and place it on my heart.
I pray healing. I pray peace. I pray for a walk in the garden. I ask you to prepare me for my daily walk. I need your help; I need to hear you call my name. I have been called out of my name and I need to hear your voice of reassurance. I need to hear your voice that sounds and feels like a fresh wind. I miss your touch and crave your attention. As you lift me higher and higher my ears react differently. The wind takes away the loudness of the drums and replaces it with a whoosh of nothing, PEACE. I inhale all of you and am consumed by Your Presence. I breathe deep knowing that cancers of any kind can’t live in the wind (oxygen).
I receive life as my pulse now is beating in tune with yours. Peace Be Still.
Thank you, for giving me a sweet song at midnight!
THIS BOOK IS A MUST READ FOR ANYONE SEEKING HEALING, RESTORATION, AND A DEEPER RELATIONSHIP WITH THE HOLY SPIRIT!
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