I am voiceless this evening. There is no sound here. I speak but can not be heard. There is only a whisper.
It causes me to smile at our God who designed us so intricately and precisely.
It causes me to have compassion for people who can not speak and who might have so much to say. Justice recently read a book about a brilliant autistic girl entitled "Out Of My Mind" We talked about how hard that must be for people who want to speak so badly but can not.
It causes me to think of times when I speak ( with sound ) but am still not heard.
It causes me to think of the voiceless unborn.
Of course it is true that people sometimes choose to be silent in order to think or clear their minds, and on occasion I do the same. However, the thoughts are much deeper when it is out of your control.
So I am sitting here and thinking without a voice.
No voice here. Just the sound of my thoughts.
It makes me want to chuckle, but I can't!
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