Silence

I’ve forgotten what silence means.  And it’s become a problem.

I can’t remember the last time I secluded myself for more than 10 minutes without reading a tweet, checking my Facebook, responding to email, watching TV, listening to music, reading a magazine, typing a text, talking to someone, reading a blog.. You get the picture.

What I thought:  Information brings knowledge.  The more people I follow on Twitter, the more music I buy, the more blogs I read, the more knowledge I’ll gain.  This made sense for a while.

What I’ve learned:  

True understanding cannot be obtained through a lifestyle of noise.  

In the same way, are close whispers heard at a crowded concert?  Can the cry of one sheep be distinguished from a flock of hundreds?

My point is, I can’t hear from God if I’m busy filling my mind with information that’s not relevant to my life from the get-go.

If I’m to fully confide in Him with all my heart, soul, and being, why am I placing my obsession with information above His ultimate intention for my life?

I’ve decided to cut back.  Less blogs, less tweets, less information.  I’m reaffirming the integrity of my foundation to allow God’s purpose for my life to permeate my soul.  Silence brings revelation, revelation brings understanding, and understanding brings security.