My name is Shannon Gilmour. I am an indie Christian author
who has survived to tell a story...

To some it is one whopper of a tale, but to me, I can only remain true to my experience. I detail that experience in the book entitled 'Non Existent Entities'.

To read my detailed encounters, order my books at Amazon.

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Sometimes the devil likes us to be silent

The air is silent. It lingers all around you as it encompasses you forcing you to feel safe and warm. It tugs at your senses allowing you to catch a glimpse of its true intentions. But your common sense tries to reassure you that the silence is a welcomed respite as compared to your normal surroundings; the city.

The time out in the woods is a time for you to relax, it's a time for you to collect your thoughts and connect with nature once again. Connecting to your surroundings of nature is a longing when you are surrounded by tall buildings, and bustling people who invade and pollute your personal space with cigarette smoke, verbal excessives, spilled coffee at the check out counter. The weekly grind for you has a way of sapping the energy from you as if demands from work and the outside world weren't enough, the demands of home is also draining as family affairs sometimes get too be too much.

Out here in the forest surrounded by meadowy hills as far as the eye can see is the grounding calm you've longed for all day and as you step out into the wilderness, you feel your senses reboot and come back to normal. Sometimes you travel to this place alone, but today you bring your family as you want to encourage them to connect with nature. It's a feeling you want to share with them as you want to encourage in them a sense of purpose and peace.