We were never intended to dwell outside of Peace. So recently I turned off my endless drone of news and chatter. I found that it was disturbing the peace in my life.
Silence highlights the true nature of the words coming out of my mouth. When my mind is quiet, it’s easy to hear whether my words build or destroy.
Silence is healing for the heart and mind. It is rest and restoration for the senses and the spirit. And our God is in the silence we so desperately need.
When crisis hits and the wind blows and whirls, will I be tossed in the tempest or anchored to my Rock? It isn't easy to wait quietly for God to deliver me.
Any time I come out of my quiet life into the bubbling whirl of people, I need silence in the aftermath to seek God's face and restore my spirit.
There is a silence born of the Holy Spirit’s taming of the tongue, and a silence born of control and calculation and delusion. Only one silence is Life.
Sins that are unconquerable may be tied to a reckless tongue. We can conquer nothing of the flesh until we yield utterly the right to say what we wish.
There are worse things than living bewildered, and the worst is missing out on God's singular wisdom for a person or situation because I won't wait to hear.
Do I follow the leading of the Spirit when I speak or is goodness my motivation? How precious & meaningful every syllable would be if only the Spirit spoke.
God makes me uncomfortable to get my attention, but the only path to His solution is my being quiet.
I think that sooner or later, everyone has a Solitary Man moment, where they say "Enough!" And not only is this healthy, it’s vital to fellowship with God.
If the gift of knowing is given to disciples, then expecting an unbeliever to comprehend the deeper Mystery of God is not only ridiculous but cruel as well.