As the years go by and I get older, I find myself seeking the shelter of silence. In the past I would put on music to quiet the thoughts in my head which would be speeding out of control. Sometimes the music was a way to drown out three young children so I could hear MYSELF think.
Now I turn off everything. I love the quiet solitude that has replaced the chaotic noise storm of my past life. I no longer am afraid of the quiet. The quiet calms my thoughts, my anxiety, the voices of the world. I find balance in the solace of silence.
I was afraid of what silence would bring to the surface. My self doubt, my fears, my conscience and Christ's convicting voice. Now the silence allows the voice of Christ to be heard and with it comes comfort. His voice is a balm to my soul. I am starting to be able to pick out His voice even amidst the noise of day-to-day living.
But what do I do now that I have found this mental peace? I hold conversations with Jesus, some call this prayer. The following quote has been attributed to St. Francis de Sales's thoughts on the importance of prayer is: “Every one of us needs half an hour of prayer each day, except when we are busy, then a full hour is needed.”