Why am I scolded for being too loud
Though I am too silent for my own good?
I, a part of the Church in this world, told to be silent..
Let me ask you, who is louder? The scolder, I think.
So don’t tell me to be silent when you’re the one talking. 

Let me propose this.
Why don’t we both shut up and listen instead?
Listen to the silence.
What you will find in the silence will be one of two things.

Either the noise of this world
And what it proclaims to be “truth,”
What it means to be happy [to the world]
What it means to be free [to the world]
What it means to be human [to the world]
—And don’t tell me you’re going against the world
That you’re doing something different.
It’s still of this world all the same—

Or the ethereal music of another [world]
So sweet, it’s surreal
It’s transcending, transforming
The presence of something greater
Even among the most pitiful forms of suffering on this Earth
Still you hear it
At least I hear it
Ringing sweetly in everything I see, hear, taste, smell, touch, even think.

But much to your misconception, this doesn’t make me somehow consider you lesser than myself.
I am human.
I am imperfect.
I am a sinner too.
Faith is not a thing of pride, as you see it.
Out of faith, in fact, I do not scold. Rather, I mourn.
I do not chastise you for listening to the world.
I weep because you can not hear the beautiful music.
There is nothing I wish to force upon you, only share.
I can be truly be Happy, Free, and Human
Not as the world teaches but as Christ does
Because only through Him have I heard the beautiful music in the Truth.

I still have a long way to go on my own journey
You think this is fulfillment
I know it is not.
Not because I am better than you. I am not.
But because the music is so much more fulfilling than the noise of the world.
So stop telling me to be silent.
I will sing of the music until my brothers and sisters join in harmony
Until the symphony is complete.

“Perfectus est.”