Life is noisy. Life comes at you whether you want it to or not. Life is ... life! Sometimes you can't turn off the noise until you've had a few hours of sleep. Then, boom, you're wide awake. I wondered for the second week in a row, why I lay wide awake again, even asked God ... why? why? Tried a mantra of 'I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy." Not enough sheep to count. I think he asked me to stop thinking, just listen ... and you know what I noticed in the silence of the night last night?
How loud it is outside at this time of the year!!! Night insects, bugs and crickets … perhaps their last hurrahs? The melodies and cacophony was almost deafening. It made me take notice and at first I thought, oh great, I'll never get back to sleep. But as I laid there, still and listening, it made me remember a more protected time in life, when was a young kid, hours of silence and listening, perhaps even a bit bored, at my grandmother’s house, upstairs, above the hub-bub of my little brothers and the extra loud TV (she was deaf ever since I can remember), reading Readers Digests – thousands of stories (grandma’s a pack rat), the radio slightly static as you couldn't quite tune in a Buffalo radio station with top 20 music. Slightly warm breezes blowing in the window, delightful smells from the kitchen, wafting up the stairs (she’s an awesome baker and cook and thinks you need to eat continually). Then there was Grandpa's huge laugh as he asked anyone to pull his finger in the garage turned into the coolest spot on hot summer days, complete with its own refrigerator! My brothers giggling as they played the ump-teenth game of dominoes or 'pee on your neighbor' card game with him. The pop of yet another soda can(that’s when it was special to drink pop). Hey that brings back tons of lulling comfort to a noisy heart and mind but more assuredly, a chance to revel in God’s gentle presence – and His voice - extra-ordinarily concise and clear.
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