I’m a mean “textress.” My family struggles with my “text blogs.” Secretly, I think they are thrilled I started blogging. Simply because they have high hopes of me running out of words. They don’t understand that it’s been building up inside me for 47 years so it may take a while to see some relief. I have to say, I hate when my fast fingers go to town and after hitting the send arrow, I receive nothing back. Silence is not golden as sometimes they say. It’s brutal.
I do actually like silence. I crave it sometimes. I find it most satisfying if I can be in control of it though. Turn it on and off as I want. My favorite Bible passage is Psalm 23. The passage says “He MAKES me lie down in green pastures and He leads me beside still waters.” After that it says “He restores my soul.” He is saying that silence IS golden. It’s how we can hear Him in the midst of all the chaos.
I don’t know if you have ever reached out to Jesus and felt like there was no answer. I have…many times. Still do. Where I so desperately want to hear from Him but all I get is silence. How do I trust someone I can’t audibly hear or physically see? As a mother of three boys, I have prayed many prayers. Some have been answered and some I felt unsure God had heard my cries. I wanted Him to talk back or at least show some kind of sign that He was listening and cared. I remember at one point I had found a letter on the bed of one of our sons. It broke my heart. His best friend at 14 had died of brain cancer. He was asking God to reveal Himself to him. The note read something like “God, if you’re here, I need you to hear your voice or at least show me a sign.” The same son is 22 now and recently had a major encounter with Jesus. Something I had been praying about for a long time. I wasn’t sure if God heard me. I hoped He did but I wanted to see the results a long time ago. God took our son on a journey. Our son heard and felt the presence of the Holy Spirit in HIS perfect timing not mine. His voice was LOUD. God answered questions he had been struggling with for a long time. Just like that. BOOM! Silent no more.
As I continue to write, I realize even more how much I enjoy the silence. I find myself retreating to a quiet and comfortable place. Late at night. When silence is easier to control. I ask for His guidance before I do any blog writing. I promise you that God hears every prayer you’re praying. As in the case of our son, there may be an uncomfortably lengthy time you feel God has disappeared and gone silent. It’s not true! Just wait for His voice because it WILL come.
Thoughts for today..
- Thankful beyond words for God’s incredible faithfulness in our sons’ lives.
- HIS timing is perfect
- Choose Joy, Everyday!