Very few nowadays have experienced true silence. Our world is saturated in sound. Everywhere we go, a TV is on, or music is coming from somewhere. Even if we turned them off we hear blowers, fans, engines running, a siren passing to some emergency somewhere, people talking on their handhelds or playing games. Vehicles are loaded with ridiculous sound systems that announce their presence long before they are seen.
Where are the quiet moments? When are the quiet moments? Can’t go to sleep without the sound of a machine running (maybe that’s snoring), or brown noise or ambient tones. No wonder our brains are restless.
It’s time to strike out again, leave the headphones at home and find the silence God intends. Give your spirit a rest from the hubbub and listen to the wind in the trees, birdsong, the crackle of a fire. Somewhere, it’s snowing and in the soft-drifted-down is a deafening silence as the world snuggles under nature’s muffler.
