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Are you Listening Collection Audiobooks

Are you Listening Collection Audiobooks

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If you love Christian fiction, you'll love this collection by Award winning and USA Today Best Selling author Lorana Hoopes. Four Christian books to keep you satisfied for hours.

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Begin the journey with The Still Small Voice where Kat's life changes dramatically after the death of her friend.

Stella stopped and stared at Kat for a moment. “I don’t care if people see me. My praying isn't for them; it's for God. Haven’t you ever gotten a stirring in your soul? Some need to do something even though you don’t know why?”

Kat was about to shake her head no when she remembered feeling like she should have gotten up and prayed with Stella. Plus, there was that moment the other day with the receptionist. Was that what Stella was talking about? “I don’t know. I guess I’m not sure.”

Stella’s eyes turned sad. “What happened to you, Kat? When did you start drifting away?”

“What do you mean? I’m here as often as I can be.”

Stella shook her head. “That’s not what I mean. You used to be on fire for God. You wouldn’t have cared if people saw you praying. In high school when you rededicated your life, you said you wanted God to use you.”

“What?” Kat had no memory of this. Or if she did, she had blocked it out.

“Yeah, don’t you remember? That night at the retreat. You went down front and prayed. Then you told me that you felt God was calling you to do something big.”

A scoffing noise escaped Kat’s throat as the two walked toward the exit. “I was eighteen, Stella. I thought everything in my life would be big.”

“That’s not what you meant, Kat and you know it.” Stella paused as Patrick and Maddie came down the hall. “Come over for lunch. We need to finish this conversation.”

Kat nodded and followed Stella and her family outside, but as she got in her car, she couldn’t stop thinking about this change in Stella. Stella was fun and lighthearted, but today she seemed much more serious.

Even over lunch. Though she wore a bright smile and carried on the conversation, Kat watched as Stella ate less than normal and often pushed her food around on her plate to give the impression she was eating.

“What is going on with you?” Kat asked as they cleared the table after lunch.

Stella looked to the backyard where Patrick had taken Maddie to play. A sad, wistful smile crossed her lips before she sucked in a breath and turned to Kat. “I’ve been having headaches. I went down to the altar today because I felt called to pray for my health.”

Stella’s words hit Kat like a ton of bricks, and she sank into a chair. In all the time she’d known Stella, she’d never known her to have headaches. Not even once. “Have you been to the doctor?”

Stella joined her at the table. “I have, and they found nothing wrong, but I’m seeing a specialist this week. It’s more than that though Kat. Don’t you feel it?”

“Feel what?” Fear crept up Kat’s spine.

“The end. I feel like it’s coming soon.”

“Don’t talk like that. I’m sure it’s nothing, and the specialist will find out what it is.”

“No, Kat. I didn’t mean like that. I mean like end of days. Look around. The world is upside down and people are at each other’s throats. Even churches have blurred the lines on what is acceptable behavior.”

Continue reading The Still Small Voice if you enjoy:

✨ Strong Christian Themes

✨ Second Chances

✨ Flawed Characters who turn their lives around

✨ Strong men and women of God

✨ Trusting God

 ⭐ -  I loved this book. I could not hardly put it down. Lorana had a beautiful, interesting way with words. I cannot wait to read all the books to this series.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ -   I purchased it so that I could read it again. It is one of those books that make you think. I recommend this book to readers who enjoy the Left Behind Series and books written by Frank Peretti

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ - I believe it is the best and most profound book she has written. I recommend this book to anyone who enjoyed the Left Behind Series and books written by Frank Peretti.

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✅ - The Still Small Voice

✅ - A Spark in Darkness

✅ - The Beginning of the End

✅ - Faith Over Fear


First Chapter

“Kat, honey, what are you doing?” Leah had just laid her two-year old daughter down for the night, but the girl kept tilting her head to look around Leah.

“Trying to see Jesus.” Kat smiled matter-of-factly as she looked up at the ceiling. As if this were a common occurrence. 

Leah followed her gaze but all she saw was the smoke detector attached to the ceiling. “I don’t see anything, honey.”

“Jesus is right there, Mommy. Don’t you see him?” Kat’s green eyes were wide and round beneath her dark curls.

“I don’t honey.” Leah tried to keep her voice even as she shook her head. She didn’t want her daughter to know she was afraid of her seeing visions. This wasn’t the first time she had claimed to see Jesus.

The first time, Jesus had been on the hall ceiling as they were heading out to church. 

“Are you ready, munchkin?” Leah scooped up her daughter who giggled as she flew through the air. “You ready to go to church?”

Kat’s curls bobbed as she nodded.

“And do you love Jesus?”

Kat’s tiny mouth pulled into a large smile and she pointed to the corner of the ceiling. “Uh huh. Hi, Jesus.” She waved her little hand, the same way she waved to Leah whenever she dropped her off with the nanny. 

Leah brushed it off as a two-year old’s imagination. “Do you see Jesus up there?” Kat nodded again and Leah kissed her on the cheek. “Well, that’s nice. I wish I could see Jesus like you do.”

The second time, Jesus appeared in the corner of Kat’s ceiling as Leah was reading her a story.

“Honey, where are you going? The story isn’t finished yet.” 

Leah watched as Kat toddled over to the small area between the closed bedroom door and the closet. She pointed her tiny hand up at the ceiling. “Hi, Jesus.” Then she held up her bunny as if offering the stuffed toy to someone. “No?” She lowered the bunny and looked around the room. Then she grabbed a book, returned to the spot, and held it up. “No? Okay.” She returned to Leah and climbed back onto her lap to finish the story. “He doesn’t want bunny.” 

Leah forced a tight-lipped smile across her face. Was her daughter really seeing Jesus or was this the natural young child imagination at work?

Tonight, Jesus was in a different place. He was still on the ceiling but now firmly over the foot of Kat’s bed instead of by her bedroom door. While Leah hoped her daughter was seeing Jesus, she couldn’t dismiss the possibility that she was seeing something else and that bothered her. “Can you tell me what he looks like?”

“He’s wearing white, but he’s not talking to Bunny.” Kat held up her stuffed bunny – the one that went everywhere with her. Once a soft pink color, time and dirt had worn the plush animal to a dull grey color now.

“Does he talk to you?” Leah supposed she should be relieved that whatever Kat was seeing was wearing white and not black, but the fact he didn’t talk struck her as odd. If Kat was seeing Jesus, wouldn’t He tell her how much He loved her or something like that? Leah was a religious person. She believed in God, but she’d never seen God or heard Him speak to her.

“He’s not talking right now.”

“Is he smiling?” She was trying not to ask leading questions, but it was hard with a two-year-old who was just now putting sentences together. Leah wished she could see what her daughter was seeing to make sure it was safe.

“Mommy, who’s that?”

Leah followed the tiny index finger pointing to the top of Kat’s closet. “I don’t know, honey. I don’t see anything.” A cold stone settled in Leah’s stomach. It was one thing to be seeing Jesus, but now she was seeing something else too? What was wrong with her daughter? She tried to keep the tremor out of her voice as she spoke again. “Here, let’s get to sleep. We’ll see Jesus in the morning.” 

She whipped the blanket up and let it fall until it covered Kat completely, another thing Leah found odd. Most of her friends said their children were afraid of the dark, but Kat wanted to be under the blanket. It had to cover her head and her toes. Leah wondered if the visions were why Kat wanted her head covered. Though not simultaneous, they had started at similar times.

Leah sat in the rocker in Kat’s room until she heard the rhythmic cadence of breathing signaling her sleep; then she tiptoed out of the room and to the master bedroom down the hall. Her Bible lay on her nightstand, where she kept it to remind her to read every night, and she picked it up before sinking to her knees on the floor.

She clutched the Bible against her chest and turned her head heavenward. “Lord, please protect my daughter. I don’t know what she is seeing, but please protect her.” That was all Leah could get out before the tears ran down her cheeks. She had waited so long for her baby girl, and now she was terrified that either something was wrong with her or that something would happen to her.

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Lorana Hoopes

Lorana Hoopes is a USA Today Best Selling Author and now an Award Winning Author as well. She's had two books earn a Page Turner Award Finalist badge and she recently won the Reader's Favorite Book Award for Romantic Suspense.