Sometimes, the Silence Seems So Loud

Sometimes, the silence seems so loud.
Quiet everywhere. It flows over your body, seeps into your ears and eyes and mouth.
Silence. The lack of words. Of breath. Of life. Nothing.
Silence is unknown. Within it's clutches it holds confusion, fear, lies. But like most great and terrible things, it has a flip side. Within silence, it communicates through the lack there-of. And sometimes, it is all a great facade. Because as long a we have breath in our lungs and blood in our veins, true silence cannot be. Silence happens when we stop listening. Silence allows us to hear the hollowness of what the world has to offer. There is one who no longer remains silent. He is saying in every moment, you are loved. You are worth it. You are worth more than food or drink. You are worth more than the numbness you feel, the lying silence that pounds in your ears. You are worth more than confusion, for I did not give you a spirit of confusion. I gave you my Spirit. And when you listen, you will never be trapped in silence. For I am living and active. And I speak. And I say, you are worth it. By nothing of your own accord. I love you enough to leave perfection to come into a world of hate and lies and silence that consumes your soul. I am no longer silent but have torn the curtain down, it is torn in two! You are worth everything, my beloved child and treasure. I died to have you! And I would do it all again. To tell you with action and word and truth that you are worth more than what this world tells you to settle for. When silence pounds above your eardrums and seeps over your body, penetrating your heart, paralyzing your bones, remember. Remember my living and active word. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD, BUT BE TRANSFORMED BY THE RENEWING OF YOUR MIND. THEN, YOU WILL BE ABLE TO TEST AND APPROVE WHAT YOUR FATHER'S WILL IS. MY GOOD. PLEASING. PERFECT WILL.
Sometimes, the silence seems oh so loud. Oh so undeserved. Sometimes, it seems to speak more than words. After all, silence is not only the lack of words, but an action, and as they say, actions speak far louder than words. Without action, words hold no weight. With action, they can make them unbearably heavy. But my God speaks words in truth and love, and His actions always back what He says. And He says, I sent my Great Love to be maimed and murder on tree sunk into the cold hard ground of this world that I recklessly love, all to bring you home. That's how much you're worth. Never forget in the confusion of this world who you are and what that means.
Silence may be pounding in my being, but God is an all consuming fire. And He has declared loud and clear what He thinks of me.