As I began this week’s walk with Jesus, I could sense I was struggling right from the start. Part of my struggle was that I hadn’t slowed my spirit enough to settle in and listen. I also sensed that I was pushing for words to write, more than simply listening for what Jesus would have to say to me personally (this often happens to me). We walked in silence for quite a while.
Eventually I noticed how nice it was to just walk in the silence. But I did ask Jesus to truly guide my thoughts and help me know what question he would want to me to ask.
A few minutes later, I was uncomfortable. “Stay with me Jesus, until I can calm my own soul.”
“Jesus, Is there some deeper meaning for me in the silences? In the quiet spaces?”
Wait on me Karen. Wait for me.
“I’m okay with just walking with you in the silence, Jesus.”
(And yet I couldn’t be quiet.)
“What are you doing when I think you are silent? Are you deep in your own thoughts as we walk along? Or are you simply allowing space for my own thoughts? Are you trying to teach me humble patience? Or do you long to just be my silent companion today?”
“Teach me to shut up Jesus.”
I closed the cell phone app I use to record my thoughts, and tucked my phone into my pocket.
(Photo by Karen)