<p>Awakened in the night Jesus speaking to me a voice</p><p>spoken low. &ldquo;I cannot hear you Jesus help me now</p><p>though this pencil in my hand&rdquo;. He took the pencil and</p><p>pressed it to the page. He wrote words that hurt me</p><p>and made me cry. I could clearly read them even with</p><p>the tears in my eyes. He took the pencil held it to my</p><p>face all the words he erased. He wanted me for a</p><p>purpose but I didn&amp;#39;t carry through then he gave me</p><p>back the pencil and a job for him to do this time I will</p><p>follow his calling to do what he would have me do.</p><p>Through my prayers now I share with you.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>Mike Kelley Born in the bluegrass just outside Louisville Kentucky. Traveling the world and the country sometime feeling like a tumbleweed building on his experiences of life. Served in the US Navy and a Vietnam Veteran with Attack Squadron Seventy-Five from Oceana Virginia. A writer of poetry and short stories and a member of the International Society of Poets. Studied with Rod McKuen in Southern California. Has worked in Radio commercials as &quot;Cowboy Bob&quot;. Has a hand in art music and song writing. A lover of nature and outdoor activities. Now living happily in Cincinnati Ohio with his wife Susan.</p><p>&nbsp;</p>