Hello friends,
I am ready to hibernate in silence. I admit, I do not do silence very well. Why do we need so much noise in our lives? What are we trying to drown out? I have been lying in bed a lot lately, watching leaves turn yellow, then brown, then rot all over the lawn. Why are we so afraid of silence? Is it because in those moments, we face God? We face the things we intended to do but didn't.
Living in this world doesn’t become easier. When I was a child, I desperately wanted to grow older. I thought coins would appear in my pocket, that laundry would be easy to fold and put away. I imagined that I’d magically have a beautifully decorated house and organizational systems… I was wrong. I raged against my childhood, believing that growing up was a good thing, and now, I am jealous of my children and their uncomplicated existence. I scroll through reels to ignore the noise in my mind. I play music in the kitchen to avoid thinking of everything that must be done after the dishes. And when my head hits the pillow, I need white noise to soothe my exhausted spirit to sleep.
Nature is silent, in a strange way. All around, it is as if God knew we needed the calming noise of birds and wind and the rustling of animals. In the fall, I feel lured into its roaring quietness, and there, year after year, I commune with God again.
Today is All Saints’ Day, and we think it is a good time to reflect on God. And be inspired by those who allow themselves to sit in silence and meditate upon God, then write about it.
Here are some of our favourite poems from saints of the past:
May you be filled with the love of God and the peace of Christ this week!
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