Woke up this morning and couldn't talk.
Laryngitis from a sinus infection headed south.
What an odd feeling. I am silenced.
And I think of those who don't have a voice.
The unborn, the elderly, the mentally challenged.
Those who live in countries with repressive governments.
Isn't the church to be the voice of those silenced?
To sound the alarm to protect the voiceless?
In America, we have stood by and watched as over
50 million children have been silenced in the womb.
Lives snuffed out without ever seeing the sky.
We who have a voice, we who have the hope of glory
must sound out for those who can't.
Sometimes, silence is golden,
sometimes it is a crime.