A prayer for that hidden sound

An old friend wrote and sent this to me.

O God,

My soul strains to hear You—

not with ears but with my being.

I wish my insides would ring

with the sound of You.

I wish You would fill me,

and still me,

and speak me into peace.

But I am noisy inside.

Teach me to trust not in certainty,

but in the ache that seeks You.

Let this longing be

not a sign of absence—

but of Your approach.

Hide me in Your silence

until I can hear again.

Amen.