Thursday, June 1, 2017

Dear God,

I love the silence.  I love the two or three hours in the early morning where silence is much more than the absence of sound.  It is beauty, goodness, awe, wonderment, and deep joy.  I can't imagine it being shattered with distraction, noise, and thoughtlessness.  This morning silence is the best part of my day, the time when I feel the closest to you.

When I count my blessings, I count silence as one of the top two or three of your prized gifts.  During that time, you have my full attention (or mostly full).  You speak to me through the quiet, the dark giving way to the light, nature's color and texture, my devotional reading, and even music you bring to me from time to time.  Insight comes and so does challenge.  Sometimes my sins are spread before me.  At other times, I discover pearls of wisdom.  Grace abounds.  You are ever so present in that sacred time and space.

I used to be terrified of silence.  I was always afraid you might speak and say something horrible to me.  I thought I might die if it was quiet.  Really.  Fear gripped me every time I thought about silence.  But one day, silence quietly stepped in and before long I realized I loved it.  But more than that I recognized your living presence in the silence and I celebrated then and still do today.

Heavenly Father,
Eternal God,
thank you
for the
gracious gift
of silence.
Thank you
for our
special time together.
Thank you
for teaching me,
stretching me,
and growing me.
You are God;
there is none
like you.

Love, Andrea