When I started this blog, it was my intention to write something twice a week or so. Well, with one thing and another, I have already missed that target. But twice a week is my goal, and it’s a process. At least that’s what I tell myself.
So I sat down at my desk this morning to write, but found the noise from the construction site next door to be too distracting. No problem, I thought, I’ll just go to the coffee shop and get a cup o’joe to sip on while I write. (Seems appropriate.) But there was a guy there, holding forth at one of the tables in an obnoxiously loud voice, and happily giving his opinion on all sorts of subjects. (Please, no comments about the pot calling the kettle black…) I was across the room, and unwillingly in the middle of the conversation. So I left.
I drove to the library, where I sat in my car waiting for the library to open, and began to read. A city worker came by with a leaf blower, and it took him three passes back and forth in front of me to remove all the leaves and blow them out into the street. Your tax dollars at work. I resigned myself to finding no quiet until I actually got into the library.
So I went in and sat down. And that’s when my phone rang. *Sigh.*
Silence isn’t golden. It’s vanished.
So instead of writing about what I WAS going to write about (I’ll save that for another day.), here’s a thought: I believe we could use more silence. Somehow, I think our society has associated noise with busy-ness with purposeful activity with personal significance. Furthermore, we often seem unwilling or unable to simply sit still and meditate. It’s like many of us are afraid to be alone with our own thoughts.
The scripture does NOT say, “Be frantically noisy and busy, and know that I am God.” It says, “Be STILL and know.” (Psalm 46:10) So here’s my resolution to be a little more intentional about seeking quiet time each day to be alone with God. And to those of us who are already doing it, here’s a (quiet) pat on the back.