Break the Silence

Absolutely stunning. This song speaks to the oppression, dystopia, and anomie of our culture and the world we live in. There are so many twisted, broken, evil injustices present at every level of society. From commercialism and materialism that markets the cheap items we buy on the backs of slave labour, to the trafficked human beings being sold for nothing more than their flesh, to the multinational corporations taking over entire countries and bankrupting them into poverty and dependency on the world superpowers, wiping out their natural resources and making them dependent on imported junk……. this song speaks to the deafening silence of these issues that so few people are willing to speak up against. Listen to the song. Hear the mournful words and tone. Then as it builds, his voice becomes this fierce prophetic cry, angry about the silence that should not be. Hear the paradox of this song as he is singing about silence but with the full power, force, and passion of his voice and heart. 

My exhortation of hope: Speak up. Break the silence. God gave you a voice; use it. In whatever sphere of influence you are in, don’t be afraid to use your voice to speak truth, advocate for justice, and do whatever is in your power to do to break the silence.


I recently spoke with a friend about this new trend of “branding yourself” in todays multimedia world. He said that each of us has a unique voice and as we find that voice, the world needs to hear what we have to say. There is a way to use social media strategically without becoming obsessed or wasting time on it needlessly. When you have something inside you that needs to get out, that wants to speak to the masses, the only way to do that in todays world is to use platforms that are culturally relevant. So here I am, on this journey of learning to embrace media platforms (rather than despise them), and discover how I can use them to break the silence with the unique song and voice I’ve been given.

“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”  —-Martin Luther King.


I Wait

I am currently taking a creative writing class as a fun elective. I realized that I have not written any new poetry or blogs in quite some time! It kind of stopped after I started university two years ago. Taking this creative writing class, it just struck me today how a huge part of me has been dormant and not allowed to thrive or grow since I stopped writing….and that is sad. Today I was opening up some old poetry I’ve written over the years and thought I’d start sharing a few pieces on my blog to throw in some variety and help me post more frequently. Enjoy!


I Wait

 Observing the leaves turn

and the birds fly south

children in knit scarves

I wait


Another engagement

Another wedding

Another new baby

I wait


The carpets fade

Styles morph & recycle

Seeds die & plants grow

I wait


People move on

I write a few new songs

Paint a fresh canvas

the acrylics dry

I wait


My body makes slight changes

I exercise a bit more

Understanding grows

I know so little

I wait


Waiting for a dream or two

waiting for a family, sure

but mostly,

I wait on You


You said if I wait on You

I’ll see my strength renewed

I’ll be caught up on your wings and soar

There’s much to see

from your eternal view

I wait


I trust Your words

resting quietly in the reassurance

that You cannot lie and are only faithful

I wait

In contentment, quiet, and patient trust

Drowning in the love of Your eyes

fixed on mine

I wait


by Emma Doyle

Sept 2, 2014