Silence

Silence.

They say that’s what you need sometimes.

Silence.

Be quiet, then you’ll hear God.

But all I hear is

Silence.

I’ve been quiet,

I’ve slowed down,

Yet I sit here in complete

Silence.

Nothing, I hear nothing.

Unless of course you can hear

Silence.

Then I definitely hear

Silence.

It’s screaming and shouting and torturing me.

The silence screams horrible things.

“You’re all alone”

“God isn’t here, He let you go”

“He won’t help you now”

“You’re worthless to Him”

“You’ll never hear Him”

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

Then comes the wind.

Then comes the rain.

Then comes the waves.

Like the disciples off at sea,

Like the storm is raging,

And it feels like Jesus is sleeping.

Just like the disciples doubted Jesus, here I am questioning.

“Jesus, don’t you care if I drown?”

Then comes more wind, more rain, and more waves.

But I’d rather take this storm, over the silence any day.

Because above this hurricane of noise,

I hear Him say in a still, calm voice:

“Peace be still, my child.”

He wasn’t speaking to the storm,

He was speaking to me.

Suddenly I saw the storm differently.

The wind is Jesus whispering.

The rain is Living Water cleansing me.

Each wave is more and more of God’s love crashing over me.

The silence broke me.

Then the storm broke the silence.

He won't let me drown. 

Jesus Calms the Storm- Mark 4:35-41

“That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, ‘Let us go over to the other side.’ Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, ‘Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?’

He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, ‘Quiet! Be still!’ Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.

He said to his disciples, ‘Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?’

They were terrified and asked each other, ‘Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!’”