We live in a noisy world. Our world is too noisy. We are the world, and it is noisy because of us. We are the problem, we cannot get away, and we do not wish to get away because we believe that silence will be the death of us; however, on the contrary, only the silence can revive our deafened spirits.
Eventually, it is my hope, that even though we will be deafened by the noise, we will be subjected to take moment and listen to the beautiful reparation symphony of silence.
Unfortunately, it seems that we deny silence it's right, our right, and turn up the volume. What then shall happen? How deafened by noise can a human be before he loses all other senses. Surely the noise will take a rampant toll.
Isn't that the point, though? A distraction from the One from whom silence was created.
Yaddah yaddah no one reads this, tea and crumpets, figs when in season
The silence shall be our revitalization!
Have a conversation with the silence, the stillness, and you will be able to sort out your thoughts that have been entangled and plastered with the ideas of this world.
Speak to the One, and ask to not miss for the blessing of silence. Seek it, and then you shall be still.
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