There is a kind of silence that nourishes the soul,
allows pain and busyness and life to recede to the sharp margins,
leaving space,
room to breathe, room to be.
But there is a kind of silence that cuts like a knife,
walks through the mind with a clattering,
each step an unexpected resonant defeat,
a bully and a thief.
There is a kind of silence that breeds prayer upon prayer,
and the would-be blanks are filled in with communion—
to You, from You.
And there is life-substance in the weighted calm,
but not the weight that heavies the soul.
But there is a kind of silence that isolates,
birthing spits of anger
in and around the prickly edges of this wordless accusation.
And the unknowing
and the lack of resolution hardens by degree
what once was supple and red.
Where one silence meets the other is in these upturned hands,
this shattered, upturned heart that feels
so ill-equipped for trouble,
so helpless to control conditions, so unable to forgive, and
silence meets silence in blessed and sacred surrender.
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Psalm 91
1 He who [a]dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty [Whose power no foe can withstand].
2 I will say of the Lord, He is my Refuge and my Fortress, my God; on Him I lean and rely,and in Him I [confidently] trust!
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Dear Lilly, In the mid to late 1970’s Houston had a Christian radio station that on weekend nights played more progressive music. One weekend the DJ ( Dewey Boyenton I think) played a song by someone just named Lilly titled “Beautiful for Jesus.” It totally blew me away and took me many years to locate you as the artist and get a copy of it semi through YouTube. It has always been a blessing to me and I have even sent it to China. So, thank you very much. Blessings on you.
Thank you for the encouraging post!
No, thank you for the honest Jesus music. Sounds like you are Beautiful for Him.
Thank you!