Why don't we believe Him?

So God tells me that I am loved. That He has my best interests at heart. That He loves me so much that He sent His son to die for me. And nothing I can do can change that. I am enough for that kind of sacrifice just by my own little, lonesome, sinful self.

So, why don't I believe it?

Why are the other voices that I hear louder than the voice of the God of the universe? The voices on the TV that say until we have the latest thing, we aren't quite complete...the romantic movie that says we have to find our other half to be whole...the bank account that echoes with the hopes of "when I arrive".

And what about the dearer voices? What about the father who said with his absence that there wasn't anything interesting enough to keep him around? The guys who don't feel the same way, the bosses who downsize with no explanation

...and still others who leave only pain and feelings of worthlessness by abusing what does not belong to them.

And then there's the corroborating witnesses in our heads--the ones who keep convincing us that our sad conclusions are true. We are worthless, deserving of only small, mediocre, unsung lives.

Why are those voices so loud? Why do we believe "them"? Why is God's voice so quiet in comparison? Is He even there?

We know the answer is yes, right? Tozer says of God, "He is nearer than our own soul, closer than our most secret thoughts". Maybe the reason He doesn't shout is because he doesn't have to. He's so close, He needs only to whisper. We simply need to be quiet enough to hear Him.

So please.. would the world and the voices in my head--please shut up? I'm listening for the voice of the Almighty. To tell me I'm loved, to tell me that I am worthy because my worth is in Him. To tell me I'm safe from the howling storm that is the world and the voices that scream in the winds.