The call to bless

by arianne

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It’s the days when the quiet pounds in my ears.  The deafening sound of silence.

I often wonder if the silence is so loud because it’s not silence at all, but invisible darkness and muck swirling around, hidden behind supernatural walls.  Taunting me, pricking my skin, laughing at my weak resolve.  Lashing fire at me, screeching at me.  My soul “hears” them, knows they’re there.  My flesh can’t see them so my soul must decipher.  My energy flairs the panic, I know not not how to silence the silence…

Read the rest today over at (in)courage

{and see a cuter than cute photo of Sara Sophia‘s wee one…}

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