I went to an image based journaling group in December. It’s a group where you journal with pictures drawing, and words. After an hour or so, if you feel led to do so, you can share your journal post. It was very interesting. It felt like I was indulging in a guilty pleasure. And hour without kids or interruptions to create? Scandalous. Whenever I take the time to write these posts, I have to sneak into another room or sit quietly on the couch while the chaos continues around me, and try to reveal the message that God has put on my heart. I have found I actually enjoy this exercise (the writing not the lack of privacy.)
I have found that I need it. My quiet time with God every morning is mandatory, but often very rushed. The same for my time alone. There is always so much to do and so many people that need me, I feel like I am letting them down when I take this time for myself. I don’t think that is the way it should be.
I received a guide to image based journaling when I attended in December. The writing prompt for January was silence. Before or during the next class we are supposed to write “In the Silence…” and then write whatever comes out. Silence?! What’s that? If it’s not the people around me then it’s my own racing thoughts that bombard me with noise. Silence, in a world of extroverts, is a pipe dream.
I will admit that I run from silence sometimes. I need my music all the time, it pushes out the thoughts of doubt and fear. Of course, it also pushes out the still small voice of God when he is trying to converse with me. Silence, I think I need to look into this phenomenon more deeply.
Jesus took the time to spend time alone with God. He didn’t need a IPod with a great praise and worship playlist to get in the mood before prayer. He didn’t need a study guide with a packet of bible study highlighters and gel pens to read God’s word. He just needed God.
Don’t get me wrong. I love those things and I think they help me when I study and worship The Lord, but they shouldn’t be a substitute for alone time with God. Silence with God, just me with my Savior, shouldn’t be a guilty ten minutes taken from my day, it should be a glorious time to regroup and gather myself before I melt into the distractions of this life.
In the silence, the anger fades. In the silence, the voices stop. In the silence, I can think and feel without condemnation. I can laugh and pray and cry without having to explain why. Because He already knows and he always cares and he always hears, in the silence!
(Everywhere else too!)
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.