I’m more inclined to describe a quiet time as the Psalmist does, “ He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul.” (Psalm 23:2-3 NIV) I can picture myself sitting in a comfortable chair beside a beautiful, quiet lake with only the sound of the forest occasionally interrupted by some wild animal noise. Thus, to me, the term, at least the Christian community version, has lost its luster and appeal. It’s also proclaimed, to the family of God, as if it’s a requirement for true spirituality. It’s too often proclaimed as the solution to our difficult Christian walk in a fallen world. In Christian circles the term quiet time has been hijacked to reference our spiritual time of reflection and communion with God. Let me distinguish a time of quiet from a quiet time. Fortunately, I can experience both of these in my time of quiet. I often want to be still, or be quiet, just to relax and calm my aging nerves. I’m often reminded of the Psalmist’s admonition to be still and thus draw closer to knowing God. It’s a good delighted children noise, only occasionally interrupted by a disagreement, but it is still loud and ear piercing. I love my children and grandchildren but sometimes putting ten young endless energy machines in close proximity to my ears creates a massive cacophony of noise. The older I get, the more I enjoy times when the world around me is quiet. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing. The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save.
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