The very idea of “Quiet time” freaks some people out.
For some, perhaps they are frightened by what they may confront in their minds.
For some, their mind is such a busy place, that finding a quiet corner there is nigh on impossible.
Personally, even as a proponent of “Quietude”, I am more than capable of interrupting my own quiet time.
Sometimes, it’s for really important things, other times, simply put, it’s for drivel.
I found this post from 2010 that I wrote about quiet.
It really made me stop again and re-consider my need for some solace.
The Sound of Silence
Listen. Do you hear it? The sound of silence. It does have a sound you know. The absence of noise. It kind of rings in your ears after a days worth of loud. Do you long to hear God? Do you need to hear His voice? How do you hear Him? When your day begins with noise and ends with the news. Everything in between moving, clicking, whirring, honking and yelling and clamoring for your attention.
Today I had opportunity to rest, in quiet, and wait for His voice. It had to be a choice. Like Jesus, God’s own Son, choosing to remove Himself to a solitary place to hear the father. While the storm (literally) raged outside, I sat in the calmness, until the ringing stopped, and the clear voice of the Spirit soothed my soul.
Thank you Father for the sound of silence.
The busier I get, the more I need it; and the more it tends to get relegated to the bottom of the list.
Next week I’ll have a new video; but here is an older one to get you started.
Until then, I’m off to make the ringing stop!