Tag Archive | Quietude

Silence is a Skill?

There are 144 notes on my phone.

I don’t know exactly how much space they take up, but going through them I found some interesting things.

Little quips of conversations, and sound bites from sermons.

There are names of people so I can learn to remember their names, (this DOES work by the way!) and numbers; because I never remember numbers.

One thing I found that seems to have been lost somewhere in the recent past is this one;

“Get to know silence like any other skill”.

Now I remember silence.

I like it a lot.

But the thing that befuddles me is the fact that although I do insist on much “silence” in my days, the question remains, is it serving a purpose besides quiet.

What am I doing with it?

I think my quiet times have suffered because they have become largely unfocused.

In the not so distant past, focused, daily quiet time was a regular occurrence.

I was looking over some of my “Quietude” posts from the past, and found →this one← from June 24, 2019.

It looks like I need to make the effort to get back to it!

Back to baby steps I reckon;

  • Same time every day
  • “Do Not Disturb” settings on all devices
  • Bible or other devotional type book
  • Quiet music or silence
  • Journal/note pad for catching random thoughts
  • Strict determination to make it work
  • Some days it is just quiet. No music. No book. No paper. Just quiet.

One of the most important things I continue to find out is this;

It IS possible to change our processes and our thinking, but we tend to forget that changing them is not a permanent thing.

We must keep after it.

So.

Back to basics.

My Bible.

My Quietude.

My peace of mind, my joy, my expanded hope – begins again;

Here.

Today.

Will you join me?

Until next time.

Friday Favorites – The Invitation

Re-blogged from October 15, 2012

Even though the room has changed a lot since 2012,

the invitation is still the same.

This very post reminds me of my need to seek Him daily.

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I’ve been given an invitation.

It’s a special invitation.

It’s an invitation that fills my heart with joy.

It is an invitation to a secret place.

No.

 It is an invitation to a sacred place.

This invitation is from a dear friend.

She has invited me to join her in her secret place.

She has invited me to her sacred place.

The place where she meets with ……………..

God.

Alone.

The place where she encounters God.

What an honor and a blessing.

Her invitation is a reminder to me.

A reminder that my Dear Savior longs for me to come to that secret place with Him.

Reminds me that He is waiting in that sacred place.

Reminds me that He wants to have an encounter with me,

as much as I need an encounter with Him.

You Dear Reader,

If you don’t not have such a place,

A secret, sacred place of encounter with God,

I strongly urge you to get one.

Find one.

Make one.

Make a place where you can rest with your Savior.

A place where you can abide with Him.

A place where you can go daily.

Be it early before your day begins,

or late and at the end of your day.

It may even be when your children are napping.

No matter.

Just do it.

When you encounter Father God there,

even your problems will seem to have an air of grace in them.

Remember the line in “Field of Dreams”?

“If you build it, they will come.”

Well if you make this place for Him,

He will come.

My own secret place is not fancy.

This chair belonged to my Mother.

It is older than I.

It sits next to the window in my office.

It only has three legs with an empty can from some dark chocolate

rolled wafer sticks serving as its fourth .

When I place myself in that seat,

even for a few moments.

He comes.

We encounter each other,

and joy fills my heart.

If you make  it,

He will come.

I promise.

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Fearfully and wonderfully made

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Idyllic Venue – Serene Setting

As with many weekend trips, something always tends to happen; sometimes large, sometimes small, and for Americans, always considered to be first world problems.

Imagine, if you will, a weekend trip that turns out unexpectedly delightful.

  • The drive; perfect.
  • The event; perfect.
  • The weather; perfect.
  • The venue; perfect.
  • The sense of belonging; perfect and heartfelt.

It sounds almost too good to be true, right?

But it was true for us.

We have some dear friends that moved away from here several years ago.

We have managed to keep in touch.

When they left, they had six children; now there are twelve.

The event was the wedding of the second oldest son.

This is the third wedding we’ve been to for our friend’s family.

We look forward to at least nine more weddings, and all the subsequent babies that come along with the territory.

In this post, I will not share photos of the family, (well maybe one) but I want to share some of the venue.

You have to understand, we live in the country.

We know what “quiet” is.

This place was not only quiet, but carried with it a serenity that most people search a life time for.

Just a few photos for the blog, and then I prepared a short video to share the venue.

I hope the sense of peace and serenity will prevail as you watch and listen.

The wedding garden.
Oh. There they are.
No. Here they are for real!

Be well.