Silence is powerful.
Silence isn't frequent.
Silence needs to be savored.
Fun fact about me: I cannot stand too much sound.
If the radio is on and someone tries to talk, I panic on the inside.
If the commercials aren't muted, but people start talking anyway, I go a little bananas.
If my (poor) husband tries to eat something in the same room as me, I silently contemplate harming him. Sometimes....not so silently.
If I'm at a party/social gathering/public restaurant and I'm expected to carry on a conversation while other people are having conversations near me, I struggle to hold it together. Struggle.
If there's a baby crying and a toddler trying to talk to me, I usually end up in tears hiding in a corner until one of them stops. Sometimes, that isn't a hyperbole.
If my toddler insists on talking about everything ALL day long, I YEARN for nap time silence.
If the person behind me smacks their food.....I typically say something not so subtly about manners mattering and they should learn to eat quietly, and then they cuss at me and throw their food at me and ask who I think I am and my husband never takes me to the movies again. What? That never happened. Well, it has happened in my head. But it might happen in real life if people don't start learning how NOT to smack their FOOOOOOD.....
Let's just say, sound doesn't do good things to me.
So when I get moments of silence, I thrive. Thrive.
I miss that about getting up a bajillion times a night with P.
Seriously? Did I just admit I MISS getting up at night a lot?
Yep.
Because it was good quality silence.
I'm working to get up early so I can have some quiet time to pray and read my Bible and just sit and meditate on His Word and really listen to the Lord. It's helping. Somewhat. I really find that when I can get away from sound I can more clearly hear the Lord and what he's saying, and I can also maintain some sanity. Now that I'm not using so much technology in those quiet moments, I'm really forcing myself to LISTEN to the Lord. Unfortunately, as much as I NEED the silence, I'm still forced to make an effort to find time to spend in silence. Because I'm human and sometimes I just want to stay in bed. Because I'm a sinner and I fail SO often. But God's grace is huge, so I just keep making that effort. Because my husband deserves not crazy bandi. He really does.
I don't think my sound sensitivity makes me the only person who needs silence to hear the Lord. My question to you is, what are YOU doing to power down, step away, and really listen to what our Lord has to say?
