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What I’ve Learned Practicing Silence | Tuesday @ Ten


Welcome. Tuesday is the day I join the writers over on Karen Beth’s blog, Finding the Grace Within for her Tuesday at Ten blog Link up.

It’s simple, be creative with the prompt: writing, art or whatever your craft may be, you have 1 week to create and link up at that bottom of Karen’s page so that others can link up with you. Be sure to visit your “link up” neighbor and spread the joy of connection! Just follow the link above. Looking forward to your post.

Today’s Prompt ….

SilenceSilence …

I used to loath silence, mostly because either there was noisy chaos or absolute silence when I was a child. So I became an adult who required background noise; even if it is white noise; like the sound of the blades for a fan beating at the soft, sweet autumn breeze coming through the window or hitting the floor on a cold winters night.

I dreamed, though, of a silence that feels like my fall blossom photo above. Sweet autumn breezes with the smell of fresh grass and wild flowers. The sun adding a touch of warmth on the breeze and those pretty rainbow dots before your eyes, for the staring at it’s bright, late afternoon rays.

And that, my dear friends, is as romantic as this girl gets. =)

I don’t loath the peaceful silence quite so much anymore; maybe at night when Hutchland is asleep. But there isn’t much loathing of the peaceful kind of silence anymore.

Silence brings scripture to mind, mostly because silence has become a practice of waiting on God.

“The LORD will fight for you while you keep silent.” Exodus 14:14

Some versions say “The Lord will fight for you and you will keep your peace”. Either way this is one of the very first scriptures I latched onto as I began my walk in Christ. Coming from chaos, a true son of wrath, I had to learn to be silent and  peaceful. I had to learn to put down my emotional and mental weapons and allow God to fight for me while I was quiet. Not easy for the tenacious girl that I was, or the tenacious woman that I’ve become.

But I was diligent to learn peace and silence. Or should I say accept peace and silence?

It’s been years and years of diligence and it remains a discipline that I must practice. A friend taught me to disregard my first three thoughts before I reacted with words. NOW that was hard! I possess a quick wit and the skill of sarcasm, as if it were my native tongue; like I said a true son of wrath. I learned though, the art of the action of silence. No words.

I am a wordsmith, I’ve been told, but I no longer use it as a weapon. =) I allow God to fight for me, most times.

My silence, however, is just as effective as my cutting words were. In some of my relationships it has caused some to pause and tread with caution, which allowed me a rare insight into how I affect other,s or not.

I found that silence is a tool in and of itself.

A soft answer turns away wrath,” Proverbs 15:1a

And silence stops it. Eventually.

Being silent has allowed me to find a peaceful place within myself, the act of being, where I can confer with God before I say anything to anyone or any situation. I’ve even found that in that silent, peaceful place I don’t have to respond at all; that my voice is not always needed. That was a hard lesson for this wordy girl. I naturally want to explain or lecture or just be heard.

But SILENCE is sometimes much louder than a voice. It stops people. It raises the hair on the back of my neck sometimes. And other times it seems to expand within me; a peacefulness that I cannot put into words, though it has a name. The Holy Spirit.

So now I sit here with just the sound of that fan, it’s been warm these last few days here at the Jersey Shore, and the soft breathing of Buster at my feet and find I’m finally content with silence. I can finally curl up in it and listen to all those sounds that actually make up silence. The singing of birds gathering to train for the journey south (we call them town hall meetings, Hubs and I.), the distant whooshing sound of the cars passing on the main road a block away, even the crickets and Hazel, the beagle, barking for the joy of being outside, next door.

The symphony of today’s silence.

It all allows me, finally, to be able to sit and wait on God, in every circumstance of my life.

Silence is no longer lonely. It is quality time with Father, hashing out this journey I walk with Him. It is time to ponder the blessings and enjoy my life no matter what is going on.

Silence is Peace; and Peace is a person. Jesus. So I’ll end this here and …

Be still, and know that He is God.” Psalm 46:10

Thanks for reading!

Andrea

Andrea

Just for a smile here is Buster … my sweet pup.

Buster.

Buster.

Tomorrow begins the 31 Days of writing challenge!

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On this introductory page are the links to the two different challenges that I will be participating in. Follow those links there for the rules and the themes if you want to use them.

 

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Tuesday @ Ten

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