Speech-less…
Few things move me to silence. A tragic event, an insightful/poignant thought, a mouth full of food. For the past few weeks I have been making more of an effort to be without speech, or speechless. So much of my life is drowned out by words. Not to say that I talk too much or too often, I’ve just recognized some things that deserve note.
- Say what you mean, mean what you say (Integrity/Modesty)
Perhaps the most difficult thing for myself and I would say most people is that in speech we should learn to recognize our intentions. Are we sincere? Was it true? Was it thoughtful? Was it beneficial?
Most of us have learned to respond out of routine, not always bad, right? Well I often catch myself answering a question or comment before it’s even asked/said. So right away I am a bad listener, and yes I am a male but lets not make that connection. So lately I have made more of a concerted effort to listen fully and respond or not respond (more on that to come). I found this applicable to many areas of my life. At work, at home, on the tennis court, out to eat, with friends and most importantly in my daily devotional life.
- More than words (Silence is the best response)
This past weekend I was able to participate and help (very lil, mostly eating) at a youth retreat. My friend was sharing about the song “More than Words” by Extreme and how it was written to a woman about being so in love that it was hard to find the words. The connection that he was trying to make was that often times having no words is the most appropriate response to the love of God. That as God’s spirit moves we are moved/overwhelmed by love/grace/mercy/ and thusly drawn to a speechless state. I loved that illustration. It was simple, I knew that song and best of all the kids we’re able to respond or even better learn not to respond with words.(weird I know)
As we entered into worship I felt God drawing me to my knees and in reverence I took off my shoes, knelt down for I was standing on Holy Ground. I was rendered speechless, no words, no thoughts, no actions just me being still be for my Lord…. enough said.
- Let is rise (sing a new song)
I was moved to silence again while worshiping at Sunday service. I was so preoccupied with singing well or in key that I was loosing focus. So I just stood their listening and new song sprouted within me. A song of distraction, but a good kind. The one that called me to lay aside my worries, my demands, my lack of trust, my plans, my goals, my vision, and on and on and on. God interrupted me. And… I couldn’t speak.
It’s not about me. Again, Its not about me. God’s inspired a new song in my heart and it shut me up. It was purification at its core.
Have I said too much?
He who does not know how to be silent will not know how to speak. -Ausonius







