Shhhhhhhhh

Silence is golden. It's funny how I could just let myself be swallowed up in silence; when I was younger I felt I always had to have noise in the background. I could never just let my ears rest. I would constantly have a radio on, the tv going, or the phone to my ear. Maybe that was lonliness. Perhaps I was afraid of my own thoughts or afraid of actually hearing a word from God. As I have grown, I have become comfortable with the quiet. I'm fine just to let it roll over me like a down blanket, to lie underneath it and listen to my own breathing. To speak in whispers to God and wait for an answer.

It is also probably due in part to my professions. I goes without saying that little children are the least quiet creatures on the entire earth. They even sleep loudly! I've often found myself on the ride home driving in complete quiet, with the exception of Jonah, wh0se verbal aptitude lends itself to a constant jabbering, mostly to himself. He likes to verbalize everything he sees; he is so much like me! I am afraid that I will be getting many notes home from school concerning Jonah's "inability to keep quiet". Oh well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.