The world is loud. The smallest slights can mean emotional life and death. One minute I am sitting in church thinking, "If God is for us, who can be against us?" Rom 8:31, and the next I am feeling unloved and unwanted because my blog numbers are down.
The devil sneaks into to my daily life. He tells me I am great, and I do not need God. I can do it all by myself. Then I fail, and the devil tells me I am worthless and undeserving of love. I should never have tried to do anything at all.
Then I run to Mother Mary. She wraps me in her sound-proof mantle and tells me everything is all right. The beast has no power here. Just noise, my child. It is all just noise.
Your majesty is praised above the Heavens; on the lips of children and of babes You have found praise to foil Your enemy, to silence the foe and the rebel. Ps 8: 2-3