God, I love silence … and I loathe silence.
I love the feeling of blocking everything out
And just being alone with my breath, my body, with You,
In a bubble of time, a sanctuary of the heart.
And I loathe silence … perhaps I fear it.
I fear that the unchecked emotions and unresolved conflicts
Will expose the frayed edges of my mind
And my neatly ordered distractions for what they are —
Give me courage to sit in the silence,
to welcome the discomfort,
to bring the untidy me to You.
Create in me a sanctuary of silence
A place of healing and restoration.