Silence.
Winter is the only season that I can truly experience the wonder of quiet.
As a home school mom of 5 children, my household is buzzing with activity day and night.
There are rare moments when all five are busy at an activity and all is quiet in the house.
But that isn’t the silence I’m talking about.
I’m talking about the dead silence of a winter walk. The absence of sound that comes with the cold stillness. There are no birds, no tractors, no water rushing.
I can stand in the frozen landscape and the only sound I hear is my own breathing.
I need this quiet. In a world that is full of noise and distraction, I need the silence. It allows me to listen and hear the things that are truly important. To find perspective and answers, to connect with God.
Charles Hadden Spurgeon said it well,
“Quietude, which some men cannot abide because it reveals their inward poverty, is as a palace of cedar to the wise, for along it’s hallowed courts the King in His beauty deigns to walk.”
Oh that I would be one of the wise ones.
Psalm 46:10 “Be still and know that I am God”