Holy Saturday: Silence

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I can't hear.

I can't hear words of hope. I can't hear encouragement to pull myself together.

I can only hear emptiness.

Tell me why this has happened. Tell me anything to make the silence go away.

If someone doesn't say something soon, I'm afraid I might hear something I don't like.

False relief is still relief. If I keep saying it, at least it won't be quiet any more.

I don't know what happens now.








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