The beauty of silence

We live in the world that is full of noise and activity; at least we do in the west, and especially here in America.

Henri Nouman is his book "The way of the heart" talks about solitude and silence. He says we need to be silent before we can have anything to say(or something like that, it's not a direct quote). And I think he's right.

In a world of constant words how many of us have words that speak life into another person? We are so quick to speak that the fire the Lord puts within becomes a smoldering wick because we feel this unusual pressure to speak of things before their time, unlike Mary, the mother of Jesus, who pondered in her heart, we are quick to ponder out loud.

Perhaps one of the problems we face is not that we don't have the words or the communication skills but that the Word is not burning on the inside, we don't give it a chance. If I live as the Word says "slow to speak, quick to listen" I wonder if I will have something to say one day that pierces hearts.

That's when silence becomes our friend, to quieten not only the external noise but to quieten our souls within us, sometimes the loudest voices are the ones that go on in our heads and that is the joy of silence we become aware of the voices we are listening to that eventually we will be tuned to the one Voice.

His sheep do know his voice, I just wonder if we struggle hearing it because of the noise we surround ourselves with drowns it out.

That's my thought for the day, rather abstract and mystical for me, but a thought none the less