In Silence

"My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me? And from the words of my roaring?
"Oh, my God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not hear; and in the night season, and am not silent.
"But You are holy..."
(Psalm 22:1-3a)

You, God, are holy. You are utterly different than anything or anyone else. Nothing, nobody is like You. Only You are like You. And yet I interpret You by the things around me, by the people and events of my history and of my present, but You are not like the people and events of my history and of my present. I can understand and interpret You only by You.

You are holy. In silence You have not left me or ignored me or heard and seen and not cared. In silence You have not forsaken me. In silence Your love is constant.

In silence You are not far from helping me. You are not without answer or without strength or without plan.

In silence You surround me. You are my answer. Your strength is heavy in silence. In silence You weave Your plan into my days and into my nights.

In silence You are holy.