Quiet

 

girl gesturing silence saying shh using her hand - concept vectoI grew up listening to music and like most teenagers, I liked it loud. I wanted to hear the “ping” of the cymbal or the acoustic guitar amid the electric. I subscribed to the notion, “if the music was too loud, you were too old”!  Yes, it has affected my hearing a bit so that now the reason I like music loud is so that I can hear it! LOL!

The Psalmist whose words I read this morning, speaks of quiet. I have learned that I do like to get up early while my house and my world is quiet. I like to hear from the Lord.  I like to hear from Him before the noise of my life begins. It’s not that He can’t speak through the noise of my life (because He does), but I don’t often hear through the noise. I like to start my day with Him speaking into my heart. Check this out…

My heart is not proud, Lord,
    my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters
    or things too wonderful for me.
But I have calmed and quietened myself,
    I am like a weaned child with its mother;
    like a weaned child I am content.

Israel, put your hope in the Lord
    both now and for evermore. (Psalm 131:1-3 NIV)

I want to hear what the Lord says, because what I want to say is not nearly as important. He is God of Creation, King of Kings & Lord of Lords – I would be wise to trust Him. I would be wise to hear Him. I would be wise to follow His instructions. I would be wise to put my hope in Him. I am ok to sit quietly with Him. He speaks volumes to me heart in the quiet moments where I can listen intently. He handles my life. He will take charge of the smallest detail to the largest, monumental decision. He gives me wisdom and strength in the quiet moments. He prepares me for the noise of my day in the quiet moments of the morning. I’m thankful that I have Him and that I know Him.

Today is a different day for me. I’m attending a funeral later this morning of a dear family friend who was killed suddenly in an auto accident. Her family is hurting deeply.  Later this afternoon, I get to be part of a beautiful, outdoor country wedding with my nephew and his sweet bride to be. In the quietness of this morning, the Lord makes both these events somehow beautiful and meaningful. My life – this life is all about bringing glory to God with my life. He loves it when I point to Him. My quiet time in the morning helps me map out my day and how I can get that accomplished.

Pressing On!

Dwayne

Silent

girl gesturing silence saying shh using her hand - concept vectoThere is not a lot of silence in my world. It seems like everywhere I go has some noise. These things called notifications try to be subtle, but they are part of the noise.  In the mornings I like the quietness of my home. It’s not really silent as I hear the fan of the furnace and the noise of the coffee maker. I can also hear the hum of the refrigerator. I do like my quiet time with the Lord in the mornings. I always leave with some clearer perspective about the Lord and how He wants to move in my life. I think sometimes the noise of the day can crowd out my ability to think clearly and act wisely.

When it’s quiet I can hear clearer from the Lord.

When it’s quiet I can see His hand on my life.

When it’s quiet I can rest more completely in Him.

When it’s quiet I feel renewed, refreshed and ready to deal with the noise.

The nation of Israel was making final preparations for going into The Promised Land. Moses was giving them instructions of all sorts and then says be quiet. Check this out…

9 Then Moses and the Levitical priests said to all Israel, ‘Be silent, Israel, and listen! You have now become the people of the Lord your God. 10 Obey the Lord your God and follow his commands and decrees that I give you today.’ (Deuteronomy 27:9-10 NIV)

If will see my self as God’s kid, it changes my perspective on everything. I find hope and peace in knowing that I’m God’s kid. I don’t want to loose that perspective. I think my times of silence with Him, restores my perspective.

Being silent and listening is not expensive. It does take some time. I’m reminded to listen with my ears and my eyes as I walk through His Word.

Pressing On!

Dwayne