There seems to be this orchestra of noise that i fill in my life for fear of the silence that i deal with when I’m alone.

When the dialogue stops, the relationship becomes stagnant and never really moves from the place where you left off.

Is it laziness? Is it fear of discipline and waiting? Is it because I have to come to terms of listening in the silence? Is it the busyness that i’ve allowed into my life?

Can I be still and sit in Your presence, knowing You are right here with me even if my life is moving slower than others and one by one, everyone begins to walk away and moving on with their lives?

This sense of restlessness. This feeling of fear of the unknown. Only when there is silence do i have the chance to face these questions.

So here I am, once again.
I pour out my heart
for I know that you hear
Every Cry, You are listening
no matter what state, my heart is in.

And lately that state has been kinda selfish.

My bad. 

Can we pick up where we left of? 

Your letter tells me that Your mercies are new every morning. 

Thanks.