Never Silent

I have so much to say, I don’t quite know what to say. Silence changed my life in so many ways, and I’ve only read it once. I know if I read it again, my entire worldview will shift once again. Sara and Kala brought up so many questions I hadn’t even considered, and the questions I already had weren’t answered. I think I could discuss this book continuously and still have more things to talk about.

In class the other day, we were discussing Kichijiro and his being compared to Judas. As we were discussing it, a passage on the last page caught my eye. It was where Kichijiro was begging Rodrigues, yet again, to give him the sacraments. And suddenly, Kichijiro became the character I most related to. He was consistently apostatizing and yet he consistently crawled back to beg for forgiveness. And I realized that’s me. That’s every one of us who says that we’re a Christian.

We are consistently sinning and consistently crawling back to God, begging for His grace and forgiveness. And we, just as Kichijiro, don’t deserve for God to forgive once, let alone time after time, and yet He always does. He never turns His back on us when we need Him, and even though we may not hear Him, He is never truly silent. He is always beside us, even as we suffer with these annotated bibliographies, and multiple other homework assignments.

Until tomorrow,

~Meghan

P.S. I commented on Rachel’s post Maundy Tuesday