Monday, 25 July 2011
The Whispering God
The volume of the TV seems to go up mysteriously during commercial breaks. The advertisers want our attention, and being loud does the trick. The fact is that our lives are loud, metaphorically and literally. Only the loudest, the flashiest, the urgent, the shocking, gets our attention. There is barely quiet time in our lives. In fact, we have grown uncomfortble and even afraid of silence. We tend to look for God in the loud moments of our lives; in a particularly difficult moment, when we suffer a loss, or when we feel lost. And we do well in talking, in praying to God at these times. We wish that God would answer us in an even louder way. We want God to be a strong wind to blow away our problem or an earthquake to shatter our pain. But often it is in a gentle breeze that God mankes himself present. A few minutes of quiet prayer and reflection, perhaps at the end of our day, will allow us to embrace the silence and hear in it the tiny whispering sound of God active in our lives.
We had a wonderful day yesterday starting with the awards ceremony where Ruth, our youngest child, received her degree - a 2:1- after thre...