Fold Into The Silence

First swirls of snow weaving through the sky, clear against the evergreen and grass. A quarter way up the giant coniferous sits a cardinal in all his crimson glory. Slowly, the transfer of seasons begins once more.

It’s hard to sit in this new rhythm of life, where the means of what makes my heart beat with purpose keeps shifting and turning. Sometimes, the difficulty of clearing out various voices and plans blocks my soul’s voice. She needs silence. And yet she wears many layers of words from another design.

Give me a silent night, alone, to my thoughts, to my heart. Right now, I’m back with family, and I love them dearly, but I have no space of my own to breathe. Oftentimes, I’m working in my new job until later in the evening, when I fall through the door in desperate reprieve of the bitter sting of Wisconsin wind. ///

Rhythms of rest are hard to come by, though this new cadence flows better to who I am with a moving schedule that is never the same. Between directing a new nonprofit and getting it off the ground, to writing for the local paper and still telling stories for international ministries, I am abounding in opportunities and God’s miraculous provision.

I know He desires me to sit with Him, place my frantic at His feet. Especially as I’m over my head and overwhelmed. But He walks with me, and I cannot hurry His pace. There is still much to learn, much to cultivate.

Such a pure flow of small specks of flakes. They well know the cadence of silence, being still even as they fall.

Softly sings the snow, in quiet whispers reminding me of rest, of trust beyond the borders of seen. For that, I will fold into the silence.

 

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Continuing my attempt at the Five Minute Friday weekly writing challenge. Five minutes to write on the assigned topic. Raw and unedited. (Yikes!) This week’s topic: Silence.   // symbolizes where five minutes stopped, and then I continued writing.

3 thoughts on “Fold Into The Silence

  1. “Fold into the Silence”… that is beautiful. So blessed to know that God sees our hearts. When we take those steps toward quiet time with Him, He meets us more than halfway. Thanks for sharing your words!

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  2. There is something about snow as it falls to the ground. It’s so peaceful. Transitions into new seasons are so hard and finding a rhythm to cultivate our time with God in these moments are harder. It takes little steps. I enjoyed reading this. Your neighbour on the FMF #81.

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  3. I have a limited app on my phone and I tried to capture the blessings of your thoughts. Slightly reworded to stay within the letter count limits. Beautiful words. Thanks Roy 

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