Have you ever had a conversation with someone that doesn't really feel like a conversation because they just keep yakking on and on and on? Or have you ever walked into school or work excited to talk to a friend of yours, but when you see them, they rush right past you in a hurry and apologize that they have no time to talk? It kind of sucks. We all have something to say. Sometimes we have too much to say and too much to do that our world becomes exactly that: ours, spinning on an axis of approaching deadlines and heavy responsibilities. And if we miss just one of those bullet points on our checklist for the day, our world will spin off into a complete opposite direction of where we wanted to go.
We miss the fact that this world isn't ours and that we should be thankful that it is not. Plans secure us for some reason, but when something doesn't go as planned, we feel we are floating in the middle of space with not even gravity telling us where to go. What we don't realize is that the control was never ours to begin with.
We jam pack our schedules, speak so there's no room for someone else to speak, and rush through life with our own little ideas. Our strategies are not new. They are stolen from a King in Egypt long ago.
In Exodus, Moses was appointed by God to free his people from slavery in Egypt. Well when Moses asked the Pharaoh to allow his people to go to the desert to worship God, this was the King's response, “Make these people work harder and keep them busy; then they will not have time to listen to the lies of Moses.”
Silence is scary. It leaves room for correction, instruction, and direction from others and from God. Having time can be scary, too. The King of Egypt knew that if the people had time to even consider what Moses was saying, the king would lose all his workers and his power.
So we're no different. We fill our lives with plans that don't matter, prayers that are asked half heartedly, and a calendar that makes us too busy for God. I have said before that I am too busy to read my bible, which I am exactly right. I am TOO busy. Way busier than God ever intended me to be.
I've learned to stop and enjoy silence. To be okay with God's voice in my life. To let go of some things. Moses did, and look where he went. He split a whole ocean, but he could only do it by the voice of God.
Prayer is a conversation, and listening in prayer is a form of sacrifice. Opening your ears instead of your mouth is a way of telling God, "Your ways, thoughts, and words are higher than mine." God loves the vulnerability that silence brings us. It pushes us farther into His love and grace. So put down the phone, say no every now and then to the world, and be willing to hear everything God has to say.