The Loudness of Soul That Deafens

Below is an excerpt from a poem entitled Trial's Cry by Sheryl Fowler, based on Job 29:2  -“Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me."

Oh, how we long for yesterday, when in the midst of the test

and Trial; we cry for the days of yore

If we could only go back to when the Lord was close, the

tears were dry, and the pain was no more

The test is a desert so hot and dry, loneliness is our companion

and a stillness of the hovering heavens

It’s a place where we come face to face with our inner being, a

loudness of our own soul that deafens…

Please read the rest at the link. Her phrase "a loudness of our own soul that deafens" haunts me. I'm currently going through something - a searching of my heart and soul over the need for quietness and silence to be able to hear the voice of God more clearly.

My world is loud - and it is mostly my fault. The noise of radio, TV and music, and the silent noise of on-line connectivity, is overwhelming. 

Help me, Lord, to learn quietness so that I can listen and hear.