I have often heard in church “Be still and know that I am God”.
As an extrovert who is charged by activity, being still is probably one of the hardest things to accomplish. But this morning, in the quiet of a Charleston, SC hotel, I sat on an chase lounge, and from about 5:45-6:30 am, I didn’t turn on the TV, I didn’t hear text messages beeping, and there was little to no traffic noise outside. Elizabeth was in dreamland and I just sat there quietly and silently spoke to myself and heard the quietness of God in the room.
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| All is quiet |
Our generation probably more than any other, is challenged with noise: good and bad. Our phones are glued to our bodies. They are used for talking, listening to music, books and etc. We are addicted to TV. We proudly talk about binge watching Netflix shows. When we wake, we turn on the news. As we get in our vehicles, we turn on the radio. But this morning, the soundtrack of my life was simply silence.
Meditation? I don’t know. I just sat there. But the experience seemed to help me organize all of my priorities into an orderly list. It was as though life was in slow motion. And for a guy who seems to be in pretty fast motion everyday…..it was good.
I might have found something here. The sound of silence.
