As a wife and stay-at-home mom to three small children, I rarely have time to be all alone. That goes with the territory and I
One thing that I’ve recently realized, though, is that when I am alone and have some quiet time, I always fill the quiet. Usually, this is literal. The radio is almost always on. Sometimes, I use the time to veg in front of the t.v. (usually dissatisfied by what I find on). Other times, filling the quiet is more figurative. I fill it by hopping online to check e-mail, blogs and facebook. Or, I curl up with a book. Of course, none of these are “wrong.”
There is something to be said about being quiet. Still. Not filling the void with noise. Only then can I focus my thoughts, calm my heart and mind and hear His still, small voice.
So, this weekend as the children napped and J was at work, I turned it all off. I was still doing dishes and cleaning up (which may be missing the point a bit, but it’s a start).
I hope to take time each day to be still. To calm myself. To let my mind wander. To be ready to listen when He has something to say.