But What About Quiet?

I’ll be gone tomorrow, and I’m expecting overnight company on Friday, so I probably won’t be around much in the next two or three days. But when I come back, there’s another thing I want to talk about briefly. After posting below about being a kinesthetic person who really needs to move (because God made me this way), there’s something else I feel compelled to say in order to give a more complete picture of what I think matters. I’m not altering or retracting anything I said, but I also don’t want to leave anything out.

There’s another part of me besides the active one: I’ve chosen to live a quiet, slow-paced life. Unless I have company, I let silence reign in my house. I live with roomy margins. I saunter. I’m contemplative. Having quietness and stillness in my days is more important to me than walking and hiking and climbing (ideally, I can do both).

Blaise Pascal said that the whole problem with man is that he can’t sit quietly in his own room. And I think there’s something to that. Also, from Psalms, “Be still and know that I am God.”

I don’t have time to write more now, but I couldn’t shake a vague feeling of imbalance throughout the day regarding my earlier post, so I wanted to at least point to another part of the picture. (Though I think most, or all, of you realize I wasn’t trying to paint the whole picture of the Christian life in that one post.)

I’ll have a little bit more to say later about this (it won’t be a long post like that last one). And then there's some food stuff I promised one or two people I would post. And some thoughts about homeschooling in high school. And maybe I'll post pictures of something I ran across while going through boxes that had me cracking up for half of this afternoon. Oh, and my grandchildren will be here for two days this weekend, and I'm sure I'll have something to say about that, too!

Have a Happy Thursday!