Silenced
Silenced
April 10th 2006
Never before realizing the world as a noisy place till now, I cringe at the simple sounds of silverware on a countertop or a man coughing or people speaking loud, chimes, bells and car doors, etc. The world indeed is a noisy place. Where is all the silence? Why are we so quick to fill in the silent voids with sound when the essence of silence itself is a treasure.
Having succumbed to this current fate, I have surrendered in utter frustration to the deafening sounds that overtake me in the everyday sounds of life. They are no longer pleasing to my ears but antagonizing to my brain. All the pleasant sounds of this earth that I’ve grown with all my days, have been reversed to cause me destruction.
Hearing is certainly a precious gift. I have become more compassionate to those with hearing disorders. In perspective, a child crying is a burden to some ears, but would be a gift to a deaf person to embrace.
All this said, I’m not sure if I will ever hear the way I’ve always heard and need to find peace in it all. My ways of living have changed dramatically. My life has been sound and visual. Being a music director and songwriter-musician all my life I might now need to find another avenue for voicing my creativity.
Doesn’t God already know the attributes he’s given me? I will struggle to find my way through all my storms. I trust in His faithfulness though I’ve been unfaithful in much. God is sovereign and remains Lord of all. If I will write in silence then so be it, I’ve made noise long enough. I will find pleasure there because He will give me the peace to do so.
What vessel am I today Lord? He has gifted me with sensitivity, humor, youth, drive, ambition, compassion, visual, love, and many forms of creativity. Whether or not the Lord removes this thorn from me, I will trust Him. I am waiting for Him to show up once again. I pray for peace in the meantime.
I need to say, “It is well with my soul” He is truly the potter and I am truly one lump of clay.
April 10th 2006
Never before realizing the world as a noisy place till now, I cringe at the simple sounds of silverware on a countertop or a man coughing or people speaking loud, chimes, bells and car doors, etc. The world indeed is a noisy place. Where is all the silence? Why are we so quick to fill in the silent voids with sound when the essence of silence itself is a treasure.
Having succumbed to this current fate, I have surrendered in utter frustration to the deafening sounds that overtake me in the everyday sounds of life. They are no longer pleasing to my ears but antagonizing to my brain. All the pleasant sounds of this earth that I’ve grown with all my days, have been reversed to cause me destruction.
Hearing is certainly a precious gift. I have become more compassionate to those with hearing disorders. In perspective, a child crying is a burden to some ears, but would be a gift to a deaf person to embrace.
All this said, I’m not sure if I will ever hear the way I’ve always heard and need to find peace in it all. My ways of living have changed dramatically. My life has been sound and visual. Being a music director and songwriter-musician all my life I might now need to find another avenue for voicing my creativity.
Doesn’t God already know the attributes he’s given me? I will struggle to find my way through all my storms. I trust in His faithfulness though I’ve been unfaithful in much. God is sovereign and remains Lord of all. If I will write in silence then so be it, I’ve made noise long enough. I will find pleasure there because He will give me the peace to do so.
What vessel am I today Lord? He has gifted me with sensitivity, humor, youth, drive, ambition, compassion, visual, love, and many forms of creativity. Whether or not the Lord removes this thorn from me, I will trust Him. I am waiting for Him to show up once again. I pray for peace in the meantime.
I need to say, “It is well with my soul” He is truly the potter and I am truly one lump of clay.
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1 Comments:
You are such a special soul..I am posting a comment here as well, since it is from 2006 and more recent..We must talk..We have the same mission and your work just speaks to me! I am a singer/artist/poet/painter and can be reached at peezly@hotmail.com
The Lord put it on my heart to try every way I can to contact you!
God's blessings,
~Karen
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