by: Johnny Golden
In a world filled with so much sound - from the hardly noticeable voice of the turtle (Song of Solomon 2:12) to the hustle-bustle of noisy city streets to earth-shaking turbine dairy tractors, our world is filled with clamor.
And it continues, from supersonic jets breaking the sound barrier to ear-piercing wails of protest, indeed, the hills, valleys, rocks, and rills are a-buzz.
But are these vibrations welcome sounds? Or are they simply the incessant, inescapable groanings of a inconsolable universe imploding upon itself, crying out for relief? The smooth, dulcet sounds of a Billy Eckstine, Babs Streisand, or Danniebelle Hall have been replaced with the bombast of sibilant strings, blaring brass, and discordant DJ’s.
However, should earth's inhabitants be willing to still ourselves for one moment, a moment with all of eternity within it, willing to accommodate and align with the universe in moving from chaos to order (Genesis 1:1-5) perhaps in that timeless second, that moment more rare than quiet itself you can hear your inner-voice calling, beckoning, welcoming you to a center beyond sentient, conscious awareness.
From humanity’s first primordial utterance in the Garden to the lasting tumult of today’s masses crying to be heard; to know that they matter and to demand of the universe and all of her denizens an acknowledgment of their presence, value, and 'matter-ness'.
But is this appeal to dignity and self-worth directed in the wrong direction? Is it within or without, the defined or the Indefinite in which our answers lie? Could it be that the unending restlessness of this life is due to our reliance upon ourselves and our sad, sad failure to consult with “he that has made us” (Psalms 100:3). The ennui, the boredom, the nagging emptiness can it be, better still - has it ever been - filled by humanity’s agency and ability alone, no matter how noble?
Or does it speak of a need for our cooperation with the universe and better, still, the Maker of both heaven and earth? Perhaps that is what Christ’s coming is all about – bridging the vast gap of separation and loneliness that we yearn to have filled? Hearts desperately needing to be soothed of which no earthly salve can heal or ameliorate.
In the end, is our greatest grief because we have not answered the call of heaven’s ring to wholeness and new life; not only to salvation and eternal life but the fulfillment of life eternal?
Psst, a lil free advice here, if I may: step away from the cacophony and go answer the call. Go 'head, do it; answer the call now. Yes, right now. You just might be surprised to hear the calming call of Quiet Peace on the other end!