Every day, I feel the need to be constantly doing something or filling my mind with thoughts. When I’m idle, I think I‘m wasting my time – and time is so precious in the fast pace of life here in North America. When I’m at home, the TV set, radio and computer seem to be always on, sometimes simultaneously. Even as I go to bed, my mind is still working, thinking of tasks undone and yet to be completed.
I remember a high school assignment where we were asked to sit alone in a dark room at home for about thirty minutes. We were supposed to write down our experience of the quiet and the darkness. For some, it was terrifying; to others, strangely comforting. For many, it was surprising to suddenly be acutely aware of one’s surroundings, senses and inner thoughts.
In the busy-ness of my life, I have forgotten what “quiet” means. The constant barrage of noise makes it almost impossible to sit “quietly in the dark.” But I must find the time to be silent and still. An anxious mind has no room for Godly thoughts. Only as I empty my mind of worldly concerns can I prepare myself for an infilling of God’s spirit.
"Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest.’” (Matthew 11:28)
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