Silence

Sitting in silence this morning my spirit became renewed. My thoughts overwhelmed me to the point I moved from sitting to laying down. I had to listen. Listen past the hum of my bedroom fan, the rumble of my hungry stomach, the noise of the air conditioner, the rhythm of my beating heart and the shouting thoughts in my mind. All of the noise tries to distract me from hearing His quiet voice. I so desperately want to hear Him over the chaos of my world.

So I became still. Still before my Lord. I clicked out of facebook, put away my phone and just listened. I'm not even sure of what I was listening for, but I heard it. It was silence. I needed the silence to wash over me like a wave in the ocean.

              To refocus my thoughts.
                       To renew my heart.
                               To guide my day.
                                     To restore my hope.
                                    
I guess the constant demands of motherhood, work, life and my obsessive and compulsive thoughts rarely cause me to be still. I mean to really be still and silent is something that has become foreign to me. Yet, I was drawn to the silence this morning. It was as if an old friend came into the room, sat down to catch up and talk about the good ol' days. I admit I talk to God a lot more than I listen. So I sat in silence and then it happened. Peace. God's peace washed over me reminding me to be fully present in the moment today.