I have learned to listen to the silence. It has so much to say! The silence used to bother me – I felt stifled somehow, or suffocated. But, it’s in the silence that He speaks to me. It’s in the silence that I can hear His voice so abundantly clear.
I used to think of silence with a negative connotation. I needed to fill the void, fill that empty space. I found silence to be deafening. Isn’t that rather odd? But, on the contrary, silence, like the cliché, is golden. It holds the secrets He longs to share. You can discover answers to those questions you’ve been pondering for how long?
To just turn down the noise and embrace the silence – that’s such a challenge! With the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I have to go here, do that, meet this person there… I have to be intentional about finding time to create a place for silence. I must be intentional about closing my own lips and listening. Not listening to speak or respond, rather listening to understand, listening to hear. Maybe I won’t respond, perhaps in this silence, I was solely meant to listen.