Bio | Words Echo Life

Hi! My name is Angie but in the over-all scheme of things, I’m just-a-voice-for-Him. As another wrote and it resonated: I don’t write multiplicity through varied reams, I breathe multiplicity on a common theme. Resonated, because that’s the essence of Who’s I am; my self-awareness, His self-esteem.

When I began to look for a moniker to fit my WordPress site, I found the most common of Biblical themes used in variations ad nauseum. So when I searched my heart for who I really am in the overall scheme of things, I realized we’ve all been given the Great Commission to share the Good News of the coming of our Savior Jesus, and just as John The Baptist paved the way for Christ, so too are we to do today as Christ-followers. In that, I realized I’m just another voice heralding the coming of the Lord and thus justAvoice4Him came to fruition.

Ironically, when I Googled justAvoice, I found no one with that or a similar moniker- laughing here because now it seems to be everywhere in some variation or another. Imagine my delight when some time after establishing my WordPress site, TheVoice became a newly published version of the Bible! (Grinning here) I absolutely love the way the Lord works.

Born to a humble woman of God who mirrored His character beautifully and one of twelve siblings, I married my one-and-only early in life and am now the proud mom of two handsome and incredibly talented young men. Today, I’m also blessed with a daughter-in-law and am Grammy to one of the most precious little souls to grace the planet. I’m forever grateful for my blessings.

I enjoy immensely the beauty of nature, poetry, photography, and people in general. I love the Sovereign God of the Bible and everything associated with Him! Love to read His Word, hear His voice, and especially share Him with others. I am unashamed-ly imperfect and wildly grateful my God is not!

He is my focus.

There is no greater love than one who lays down his life for another.

The Lord appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.”

But he was hurt because of us; he suffered so.
    Our wrongdoing wounded and crushed him.
He endured the breaking that made us whole.
    The injuries he suffered became our healing.
We all have wandered off, like shepherdless sheep,
    scattered by our aimless striving and endless pursuits.
The Eternal One laid on him, this silent sufferer,
    the sins of us all.

And in the face of such oppression and suffering—silence.
    Not a word of protest, not a finger raised to stop it.
Like a sheep to a shearing, like a lamb to be slaughtered,
    he went—oh so quietly, oh so willingly.
Oppressed and condemned, he was taken away.
    From this generation, who was there to complain?
Who was there to cry “Foul”?
    He was, after all, cut off from the land of the living,
Smacked and struck, not on his account,
    because of how my people (my people!)
Disregarded the lines between right and wrong.
They snuffed out his life.
And when he was dead, he was buried with the disgraced
    in borrowed space (among the rich),
Even though he did no wrong by word or deed.