Rick Lee JamesHealthcare Chaplain, Bon Secours Mercy Health · Husband, Dad, Hospital Chaplain, Recording Artist, Podcast Host, Loyola University IPS Graduate, Alpha Sigma Nu Member, and Recording Academy (GRAMMY®) member - Contributing musician on a Grammy-nomin

The Silence Of God (Cover)

27 Nov 2012 · 4 min

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In this spoken‑word/cover performance, the narrator meditates on the theological and emotional weight of God’s silence. He juxtaposes biblical imagery—a kneeling statue of Jesus on a Kentucky monastery knoll—with personal feelings of loss, brokenness, and the burden of faith. The piece explores how silence can both shake a person’s resolve and serve as a solemn backdrop to sorrow, describing the “crying fields” that are frozen, the yoke of belief that feels easy yet burdensome, and the solitary weeping of Christ. Repeated refrains emphasize that while questions may dissolve into divine silence, the ache and breaking remain, underscoring a melancholic yet contemplative stance toward suffering and devotion.

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comfort from thy staff and thy rod. Heaven's only answer is the silence of God. It'll shake a man's timbers when he loses his heart. When he has to remember what broke him apart. This yoke may be easy, but this burden is not. The crying fields are frozen by the silence of God. When a man has to listen to the voices of a wild Who are reeling in the throes of all the happiness they've got. When they tell you all that your rebels have been nailed up to that cross. What about the times when even followers get lost? 'Cause we all get lost sometimes. There's a statue of Jesus on the Monastery Knoll in the hills of Kentucky. Silent and cold, and he's kneeling in the garden, quiet as a stone. His friends are all sleeping, as he's weeping all alone. Of all sorrows. He never forgot the sorrows that are carried by the hearts that he bought. So when the questions dissolve into the silence of God, the aching may remain, The breaking does not. The aching may remain. The breaking does not. The holy lonesome echo of the silence of God.