In silence my soul waits for You, O Lord.
I'm throwing this blog post out unfinished, a work in process, asking you to think with me about the role of silence in our world.
Whatever happened to silence? Where has it gone? What does that mean? What has it cost us?
What happens in silence that doesn't happen any other way? Is silence nothing/emptiness/passive/nil/not anything at all?
Or...consider the poppies.
In the silence, there was great activity, a huge change. No noise was needed, but a lot was going on, for the poppy.
How about you? Do you need silence? How do you get that space? What happens in silence?
Whatever happened to silence?