In the quiet, I can hear You more loudly than in the noise of all the busy life around me.
But it’s so rarely quiet here.

I feel, sometimes, like a fish out of water.
I flap and flop and gasp for air –
All the while expending energy trying to fit in a world I’m not built for.

Busy. Busy.
Rushing here and there.
Doing – always doing something to earn your keep in this world…

But, You remind me of silence.
In silence You will meet me.
But my heart is not silent.

Why don’t you make Yourself heard
when I’m floundering and flapping around like a fish out of water?
As I use all of my energy in a dramatic attempt to be where I’m not meant to be.

Busy. Busy. Busy.
Rushing and spending precious energy without a chance to breathe.
What fish can breathe outside of water?

Why don’t you grab my attention?
Knock some sense into my head and bring me back to the place where I can breathe again?
Silencing the noise might be mercy.

That suffocating feeling, isn’t it calling you back to Me?
Back to the depths where you swim free?
And breathe deep?

So, you wait for me? I thought I was the one waiting for you!

Funny. Perceptions can be so funny.


Silence waits for me
And Your voice meets me there
Just on the other side of rest in an endless sea.

About Jennie Joy

I'm a lover and truth-seeker. This blog is a place for me to share my thoughts, struggles, and sincere searchings as I get to know God and welcome the reality of His kingdom in and through me.

One response »

  1. […] over. We have not returned to worship together at our church. Spending a lot of time at home, forced to slow down, and unable to worship corporately in the ways I’ve grown accustomed to, Lent has been […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.