Silence I Can’t Hear You
He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. (Psalm 107:29-30).
Jesus silences my soul on the noisiest days. #peace Share on XSilence, you elusive friend;
Doors are creaking, keyboards tapping,
I can’t hear you.
Let me settle at the sunny table in the kitchen;
Perhaps there I will find you for a few moments.
No! Pans are banging, dishes clanging;
The annoying crinkle of plastic bags;
Hands searching for breakfast pastries.
Maybe in the corner of the living room,
Here in this tiny dwelling,
By the window;
(Silence and sunshine please!)
Oh no! Not here.
The whine of saws in the next room,
As builders make a wall,
Or tear one down.
The crash of planks outside,
Dropped from the heights,
To the busy street below.
Where are you, Silence?
Must I only find you in the dark,
In the early morning hours before the world wakes up,
Before all creatures hum and thrum?
Are you eluding me
Or am I to go on
Without your calming hand on my soul
Into this crazy day
Of noise, noise, noise?
I need silence to survive.
Jesus, silence me
In the clamor of
Tight spaces
Close community
Deconstruction
Reconstruction.
Source of my Silence
On all the days,
My Quieter,
My Lord.
Silence, I can hear You.
by Audrey Frank
Lord You are all I need, on the noisy days, and the quiet ones. Amen.
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