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