Sometimes I think I'm just afraid to be quiet. I'm a loud girl and when I say loud I mean like girl from Jersey, large Italian family loud except I'm from Ohio and I'm Korean. So basically I'm just really loud and have nothing to do with Jersey or Italians. Well now that we've established that we can move on. When I think about my life I'm just surrounded by noise and in being surrounded by noise I get so easily distracted. The ticking of the clock reminds me I'm running late for work. The honking of car horns reminds me that green means GO. The constant clanging, banging, and general loudness of working in a restaurant reminds me that CRAP! I have to run rice to 64, get refills for 63, greet 53 and run plates to the grill and refill their water bottles all in 5 minutes. Noise tends to mean stress for me yet I can't seem to just be quiet. What concerns me is if I'm not taking the time to actually be quiet, how am I going to hear God? I mean God has plenty of ways of getting my attention but He doesn't always speak with neon signs. Sometimes it's the faintest whisper but in my current state in a world full of noise that soft, sweet whisper of encouragement, hope or reassurance can quickly and effectively be drowned out. I need to hear His whispers. I need to shut my mouth, open my ears and just be quiet. In the stillness of God's presence I'm restored. When I'm running around like a crazy person I need that rest and restoration. I need the quiet. It's time for me to sit down, shut up, and listen up.
"In peace I will lie down and sleep, for YOU ALONE, O Lord, will keep me safe." - Psalm 4:8
