dailydatewithgod

We live in such a loud world that when we encounter silence we tend to feel uncomfortable.  We think it is awkward when it happens during conversations with others.  We worry when it goes from loud to silent all of a sudden.  We run from the idea of experiencing it within ourselves. We bemoan it when we sense it from God or we give up on God when it happens.  Like most things, I have a mixed relationship with it.  Perhaps as an introvert who garners energy from her alone time I have found a place of peace with it and even chose it at times.  I know I appreciate it in contrast like when leaving a noisy room.  Most of what we call silent would actually be quiet.  So rarely are we around no sound.  I would describe my morning daily date with God as quiet which I love.  The silence I sometimes sense from God is not so easy to sit with.  When I feel I am not getting any sense of guidance from God, just like when a conversation with someone stops, I go into my head about what is wrong.  Did I do something?  What am I doing?  Maybe I need to be different.  What I am willing to do is notice what loud noises or stories my head latches onto when experiencing this kind of silence.  Maybe it is some room to breathe.  Maybe it is not about me.  Maybe it is an opportunity to go deeper. Gasp!  The kind of deeper invitation where you sense the darkness you may be wandering through because it is unknown territory.  It is in those moments where I ask God for the courage to remember even in the worst moments when I felt God was the most silent, I simply could not see the new ways God was showing up in my life. I have experienced abandonment of others, but never abandonment from God even when the silence screamed it in my head.