Too. Much. Noise

For the people who hurt us

And the people who have been hurt

For the loved

And those who judge themselves to the point they don't believe they can be

For the hopeful

And those who think they're no longer able

to climb the gym rope and make it to the top.

You don't have to.

"he has sent me… to set the oppressed free."

For those who have no job

And don't believe they'll ever get one.

"whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it
 and it will be yours"

An elderly woman once said

"You just have to believe that He's done it and it's done."

So for those who have failed to believe.

Who have lost nearly all their sight to see

"He has sent me

To proclaim recovery of sight for the blind."

So are you having trouble seeing

Having trouble being

The man

The woman

The daughter, father, wife, husband, mother, listener, sister, or friend...

That you're called to be?

Well. you can't do it alone.

That's for sure.

Cause I've tried and tried and tried

 and tried

And I've seen the mix of pride and overconfident invincibility

And have found

That I can't do this thing.

This thing called life.

Cause I've tried

And tried and tried

And always getting in the way

Of my day to day glories to God

Of the "I'll praise you not myself" attitude

Is something overwhelmingly, ridiculously rude.

Myself.

I've decided that I'm rude.

I'm selfish a lot of the time.

I have things much better to think about than what I normally do.

If I did this alone, I would not be fit to praise

"Charm is deceptive

And beauty is fleeting

But a woman who fears the lord is to be praised."

Not independent but dependent

Not everlasting beauty but everlasting life.

Fear of the lord not fear of rejection

Will we do this alone

Or will we ask him for help.

Choice one: go solo

Go solo and fail

Which brings us to choice two because failing one leads to two

Just see God from the beginning

"and all these things will be given to you as well"

Cause without him, we're making our own hell

End up

Asking for

Help

Answers Help

When he would have just given them to us in the first place.

So. For those feeling trapped. In a hamster's wheel.

A never ending system

Going round

And round and up and down and across and wide and to the gas station five times cause you need a refill and you're tank's not big enough for all the load you've put on your plate and the overflow from other people telling you to eat their portions too. Are you beginning to feel perpetually-

               tired?

"He has sent me to proclaim… freedom for the prizoners."

So go home and kick off your shoes

No- slip them off cause it's time to relax.

There is renewal in silence

And patience

And bare feet.

So he can wash them.

It's hard to wash feet when your socks are on.

Dust off your listening ears.

And shake off the bitterness and tension from a past of years

And all the people who formed all your fears

Their voices in your head yelling expectations of you.

Just shake

Them

Off.

And pray in your talking voice

in a room shut away

Until you have nothing

 left in your

head.

Empty it out to the last drip drop. Nothing left but

 God's voice

Whispering sweet everythings.

There Might

Have Just

Been Too Much

Noise.

 for you to hear him.