The silence of God (for our own wilderness times)
Silence
Is a complex thing.
At times restful,
At other times frightening;
Sometimes bewildering.
Your silence, God -
So often when we long most
To hear you -
Defies our explanation,
Though some try.
Somehow the answers
Seem facile,
Springing from
Our need to explain you
When we cannot;
Our desire to fix
When brokenness
Is inevitable,
To place an ineffectual plaster
On life’s haemorrhage.
Sometimes, perhaps,
The best thing we can do
Is say we do not know
But walk with one another
Nonetheless.
By Jeannie Kendall