Tuesday, September 29, 2009

silence

SILENCE
BY SELENA CROSS
At last I have cla-ri-ty
It took a while, it took a long time
But now I can see
I learned to let go
It was the hardest lesson learned
But I gave you my love
In silence
Silence
There would come a time
In my life
When I'd face what was real
I turned a blind eye
I'd fear the light
Too afraid to come clean
But I learned to let go
Although you will never know
That I gave you my love
In silence
Silence
Silence
Silence
But I learned to let go
It was the hardest lesson of all
Did you ever know?
I gave you my love
In silence
Silence
Ooh
I had to go to Charleston today for a training, I left with my portfolio and my coffee in hand. Thinking of the quick conversation that I had with our PaPa this morning. The typical day start, read my devotion, maybe a chapter or so in the Bible, say a prayer then keep going into my day. I have been in deep thought on the fact that I am bored in my life, in basically most aspects.... this morning I wondered if God gets bored with our conversations and structures we have set in our lives.... So as I got in my jeep and started down the road I noticed my radio was off, I thought, how far can I go without noise, just me and God in the jeep. The exit to get on the turnpike, then came the first toll, then the second, then my exit, I made it to my destination without my radio which is an hour. I talked and I was quiet. Listening, asking a question then feeling, that doesn't have to be decided right now, or getting peace with my decision.
I love the song above because it describes not only a particular relationship in my life but also how I feel God loves us in silence..... doesn't cause the drama to get our attention but is quiet. When I read my friends blog about listening I knew I had to write one on silence because it was confirmation on what I was feeling today. Sometimes silence speaks louder then words....

1 comments:

scott said...

sameness, silence....
Ginger, I love the image of you driving down the freeway listening, questioning, sensing His word in your spirit and responding.
My wife taught me to do something similar in my morning quiet with Him. I journal my thoughts and questions, sometimes pouring out emotions, and make my requests, and then I turn and let him speak from my reading whatever he wants. Sometimes it's a direct response to my questions, sometimes I don't get anything, but wonderfully I find on those day I hear nothing clearly I have a sense he is speaking and I'm not hearing. Over several days I begin to detect a pattern and start to dialog with Him about what he seems to be saying.
My journey with him has accelerated.
And, I too now often turn the radio off.