Noisy consumption. The fire snaps and crackles in the grate,
whooshing as it eats through the logs and coal. The sound of silence in winter
in our house is cold; the snapping and spluttering coming from the fireplace warms
my heart and my limbs.
Life usually generates noise at some level. And yet…
Be still and know that I am God.
The noisier we live, perhaps, the more important and central
we see ourselves. As we consume more and more, louder and louder, like
wildfires racing through dry terrain, we are left wasted and empty, pondering
existential questions or just feeling like the writer of Ecclesiastes when he
wrote, ‘All of it is meaningless, a
chasing after the wind.’
It is as we pull back and listen that we know Life.
I have come to give life, life to the full, Jesus said.
Jesus lived large, preaching to multitudes, interacting with kings and princes,
priests and magistrates. Yet he took time to pull into lay-bys regularly,
breathe deep, wait, and listen.
May I find the way to achieve such balance and openness to
the divine spark, today and every day.
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