LEt the Earth be silent 

It was one of those days when I was exhausted. My mind was traveling faster than my car going down I-65 heading home from many errands. My phone was full of little red circles indicating messages representing conversations and decisions needing to be made.

Despite the air conditioning in my car, beads of sweat chased my makeup down my face and pooled in the edge of my top. I was on my fifth phone call in an hour – one call clicked into the next. My ear was going numb and beginning to give up the ghost (a southern expression when something dies or quits working).

Walking into the house, I lowered my arms, allowing the plastic bags filled with groceries, clothing and a few pharmaceuticals, to cascade to the floor with a thud. A ball of dust as big as my fist rolled belligerently past and into a new corner to hide. Two-fifteen in the afternoon, and I had not eaten breakfast or lunch.

Mentally and physically I had given all I had and was ready to stop to collect my thoughts. A cold glass of sweet iced tea accompanied me to the white wicker rocker beneath a fan on the back porch. One knee bent and pulled into my chest as the other leg hung low to keep the chair gently moving.

A cool breeze came off the pond, which caused the wooden mallet to bump against the long black tubes of the wind-chime. My head leaned back as I marveled how clunky tubes could produce a tune as delicate as lace.

As my breathing slowed I was aware of silence. It was the most profound silence I have ever heard, like a soul stirring song that has no sound – the sound of heaven intersecting with earth. Something within me roused from a slothful state as if feeling life pulsing after a cathartic state. My mind began to rest as my spirit began to rev.

Sometimes it feels like God is not near. We fear He is not traveling with us, navigating this adventure He called us to live. The truth is, His Spirit is with us at all times, but the problem is we don’t stop to recognize Him.

God has called us to a great adventure that we cannot possibly achieve in our own strength, talents or wisdom. It is a journey of unpredictable adversity, as well as God-size victory that we traverse without a map. The only way to achieve success and to be faithful to the call is to, each day find time to sit in the Profound Silence of Heaven intersecting Earth and listen to His Holy Spirit speak.

“Will God ever ask you to do something you are not able to do? The answer is yes–all the time! It must be that way, for God’s glory and kingdom. If we function according to our ability alone, we get the glory; if we function according to the power of the Spirit within us, God gets the glory. He wants to reveal Himself to a watching world.”

 Henry T. Blackaby, Experiencing the Spirit: The Power of Pentecost Every Day


Ministry without pause can bring on weariness and waywardness. Jesus called His disciples away to a quiet place to rest. Christ’s example of coming away to rest can be difficult for those who pride themselves on productivity. I’m like a young child who has been told it is nap time.  I throw my head back and protest, “But I’m not tired!”

“Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest” Mark 6:31

Do you have trouble with taking time to rest?

So to help me with the need to achieve, I started bringing my journal or a devotional into the the rest time.  It is not long before I feel the Lord’s presence speaking to my soul with meanings too deep for my mind to form words.

Rest time is a place to achieve.  It is  a place where can recieve.  It is a place where deep calls to deep and spirit clings to spirit.  And in the end, it is in the rest that we renewed.








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Diane W. Bailey is the founder of The Consilium – an online community of wisdom and purpose for women over 45 years of age. She is a published author. Her books include String of Pearls – From Tears to Treasure, and 30 Days To A Better Stepfamily. She creates her own line of precious metals bracelets. Diane lives in the Deep South with her husband Doc. Together they have created a stepfamily, each having two stepchildren and two birth children, and share three grandchildren, one black lab named Charlie and one long haired tabby cat named Lil Girl. Diane’s passion is to encourage women to be all God has created them to be by pressing past fear and daring to live life as an adventure. Some of her life adventures include traveling to Israel, speaking, entrepreneurship and backyard farming with Doc. She loves Gumbo, fried shrimp and seeing all sunsets across water.

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