A Deeper Silence
Sometimes my mind is just empty.
Sometimes I'm OK with that.
There is truly a value to the silence that comes when everything is still around you - so still, in fact, that you could hear your own thoughts if you had any. And not having any, as was the case in the moments right before I started writing, was a welcomed silence in a place that is usually too loud to truly concentrate.
I've recently seen the effects of having every possible thought and every emotion imaginable happen all at once, and it's truly overwhelming and devastating. In those moments, you could be in an absolute soundproof room, but your mind could still be noisier than everything going on in the world outside. The chaos is beyond order. The senselessness is beyond comprehension. The noise leaves no room for silence.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to just process one thought at a time and have that be enough? It's certainly a pleasant notion to just deal with what's right in front of you before trying to handle everything else. Perhaps if the mind was silent for a while, this could be possible. Unfortunately, life is rarely that simple, and when the noise inside is unrelenting, everything else seems unbearable, no matter how simple or negligible it may be.
Dear reader, I don't know what noise you're facing right now, but I'm writing this post to try to at least understand what that much noise sounds like. My heart truly hurts for those whose mind is so outrageously noisy that it's next to impossible to hear the still, small voice of the Prince of Peace. I pray that, no matter what the noise is saying, you can find some hope in the fact that His voice is still calling to you through all the chaos, disorder, and noise. When you find His simple whisper, I hope you realize in that moment that His words are the only things worth listening to.
Sometimes I'm OK with that.
There is truly a value to the silence that comes when everything is still around you - so still, in fact, that you could hear your own thoughts if you had any. And not having any, as was the case in the moments right before I started writing, was a welcomed silence in a place that is usually too loud to truly concentrate.
I've recently seen the effects of having every possible thought and every emotion imaginable happen all at once, and it's truly overwhelming and devastating. In those moments, you could be in an absolute soundproof room, but your mind could still be noisier than everything going on in the world outside. The chaos is beyond order. The senselessness is beyond comprehension. The noise leaves no room for silence.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to just process one thought at a time and have that be enough? It's certainly a pleasant notion to just deal with what's right in front of you before trying to handle everything else. Perhaps if the mind was silent for a while, this could be possible. Unfortunately, life is rarely that simple, and when the noise inside is unrelenting, everything else seems unbearable, no matter how simple or negligible it may be.
Dear reader, I don't know what noise you're facing right now, but I'm writing this post to try to at least understand what that much noise sounds like. My heart truly hurts for those whose mind is so outrageously noisy that it's next to impossible to hear the still, small voice of the Prince of Peace. I pray that, no matter what the noise is saying, you can find some hope in the fact that His voice is still calling to you through all the chaos, disorder, and noise. When you find His simple whisper, I hope you realize in that moment that His words are the only things worth listening to.
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