Be still, and know that I am God.
A cell phone rings forth a computer-generated country tune.
Another buzzes and vibrates from a pocket or purse.
The air conditioner blower hums somewhere to my right.
Someone coughs and wipes his nose.
Another rustles her candy wrapper.
But what is silence?
What is stillness?
Would it frighten me were I truly to experience it?
Or would I finally have a fuller glimpse of God?
Would my mind take over weaving thoughts and ideas,
Blaring forth the troubles of my heart or perhaps
The singing in my soul?
Know that I am God…
I think I long for that silence.
I think I desire to be still.
I know I long to know You.
From a silent place open to hearing, and
A stillness receptive to deeper listening.
Even in the midst of the airplane flying overhead and
The neighbor’s lawn mower just starting.
My heart can be still, and I can know.