Silence

Silence, except my mind is never silent. This apartment complex houses over 300 other people like me, and the freeway a short distance away, is never silent, never still, never quiet.

If you like silence or at least quiet, situations in which something is always running just below the threshold of conscious hearing is an annoyance. Yet for someone wishing to follow the call of the Master to seek Him in silence has a problem is he is afraid to be alone, especially in silence.

It may drive you mad, not that silence is so hard to handle, but because you would think  a God who called a man might say something more often, so he does not feel ill at ease or, even worse, as if he has offended the one whose call he is trying to answer.

You might wonder why a God would do such a thing, but He does have a sense of humor; all intelligent sentient beings do. But don't think His sense of humor is the same as yours - it's not. And what might tickle the Lord of Heaven above might not be taken the same by His creatures, because He is nothing like them, and at the same time universally the same, so that one can draw at least one conclusion; all who are called heard the call in the stillness, in the silence, and in many cases, endless darkness, dying for a ray of light and hope and a little genuine peace in which everything is resolved. There is nothing worse than when such things are not resolved.

Must we go to the grave and suffer all the changes of leaving earthly life behind, only to feel like we got off the train at the wrong stop and do not know where we are?

He will be along shortly, and you can take it up with Him. Undoubtedly the first thing you'll notice is the smile on His Face ....