Silence is a beautiful thing.
What does it represent to you?
To me it is the peaceful time when there is no television, radio, talking, or babies needing attention. Almost silence is also a good experience, what would that be? A white noise machine that reminds me of being a little girl laying on the floorboard in the back of the car with my ear pressed to the floor listening to the road whizzing past underneath and putting me into a very sound sleep… one from which I always hated being awakened, a softly snoring old dog who can barely see and forgets to tell me she needs to go out but who is still loving and sweet, the sound of a soft rain shower or the fan at the end of my bed whirring while sending a soft breeze across the room but mostly a time to listen for the Holy Spirit to speak into my life.
Simon and Garfunkel said this in a verse that stops me: “And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share No one dared disturb the sound of silence”
Ecclesiastes 3:7 A time to tear, And a time to sew; A time to keep silence, And a time to speak;
Isaiah 42:20 You see many things, but you cannot tell what you see. Your ears are open, but you do not hear.
There are so many angry voices speaking out about everything from how to raise a child to religion and politics that right now I just want to enjoy the sound of silence.