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The language of Silence

  (I wrote this back in December 2020 for the Young Catholic Woman .) From poetry to music, from expressing myself in a journal to playing with word puzzles, the written and spoken word are my favourite forms of communication. As might be imagined, when I began to sense Our Lord tugging me toward silence, I initially resisted. It was uncomfortable. I feared that by being silent, Our Lord might not be aware of what I needed. However, silence revealed this truth: better hearing Him speaking brings me awareness of myself and of what I need. As Saint Paul says in Romans 8:26-27, we do not know what we need—it is the Spirit that speaks on our behalf, interceding for us. When I began to explore the uncountable ways Our Lord speaks to me—through scripture, nature, the witness of the lives of the saints—it became easier to understand and be comfortable with silence. As I continued to learn this language of silence, I moved to France for a year. It was here that God concretely taught me t

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