The Skill of Silence

at the still point of the revolving world there is a time for silence…

Let’s say you want to make a name for yourself. You want to be noticed by those who have the potential of advancing your career.

So you look at best selling authors and “life” coaches who could do for you what they have already shown you they can do for themselves. (After all, they got you to consider hiring them or at least buying their important book that contains all the “life hacks” that will allow you to easily stand out from the masses and shoot you above the top of the competition effortlessly).

Upon opening their books or watching their videos, what general universal recommendations can we find?

Speak up, be positive, be prepared, dress for success, work out, practice, do more, sleep less.

And then comes this little daily thought entitled, The Skill of Silence, and it seems a bit, let’s say, counter-intuitive, odd, and against the flow.

When we are young, desperate, fearful, and needy, nothing is more frightening than silence, inactivity, and disconnection from potential prospects. Our brains scream, “Don’t just sit there, do something!”

And then this shows up in your inbox to remind you that…

at the still point of the revolving world there is a time for silence, a time not to do something, but sit there.

There is a time not to promote self, but to live out a faith that believes help will arrive as we simply remain faithful to whatever we have been called to do. It is time to not give up. It is time to not quit.

It really boils down to a very simple question - and count on me to promote the least  popular, least promoted answer, the one that invites seeking something almost impossible to find, necessitating invisible help - a still point to your never-stopping world.

Who do you trust more, people you see, or an invisible God?

Perhaps the evidence of which side you currently tend to favor will be found in your feelings about silence.

Most believe and act out of what they see as what makes most practical sense.

But then there are a few, an extreme minority, who believe that the world operates by what is unseen. These are the ones who march to the sound of a different drummer — and the funny thing is,

for some reason,

they are the ones who,

when circumstances call for it,

calm storms and walk on water.