The following post is contributed by Rachel Shapard, Associate Coordinator of CBF of Florida. This past August at the Movement Leadership Team (MLT) meeting, those gathered were asked to write “One Sentence Sermons.” Rachel reflects on her sermon below.
My world is filled with noise. From the moment I wake up in the morning until the time my head hits the pillow in the evening, the many sounds of life echo in my ears. Don’t get me wrong . . . I am thankful for the noise. Just the other morning I heard the sweet sound of our 1st grader reading to his nineteen month old little brother. A few nights ago, I listened outside the door after putting our 3 year old daughter to bed and heard the soft strains of her encore to “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.” There is so much to celebrate within the noisiness of life, but sometimes I need to search for a quiet corner to crawl into and create the space for silence.
For me, silence is not merely the absence of noise. The discipline of silence allows this wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, minister, volunteer and congregant, to set these and all other roles aside for a time, in order to focus on being present with God. When I create the space for silence in my life, I allow an opportunity to encounter the living God. No eloquent words are necessary. No noble actions are required. Only my presence and attention are essential in the space reserved for silence. It is there in the quiet, while making myself present to the Divine and in becoming aware of God’s presence with me, that I am at rest.
“For God alone my soul waits in silence . . .” Psalm 62:1