then nothing changes. That which troubles us will remain and become calcified, harder to heal and more resistant to light and grace. It’s not the discussion, the prayers, the confession, the communication, the give and take that will kill us but the silence, the pretending, the hope that we don’t have to look into the darkness within and without.
Silence is the hope that the storms passes somewhere far away. Silence is the desire to avoid the sin without for the sake of the revealing of the sin within. Silence covers the wound before it can heal. Silence shuts the door on forgiveness, change, and redemption. Silence is darkness and death.
Who wishes to be exposed? Who desires to face their sins? Who craves the light that shines in dark corners? No one but the person who finally has nothing left to lose but their soul. Until then, within and without, silence is the enemy of grace, the poison of mortality willingly consumed.
The Beautiful Path 