There is a new thing happening in my heart/mind/life as I explore and learn to value rest…it is a new appreciation for silence.
I am not a fan of silence. I’ve never been comfortable with it. If I am in the car, the radio is on. If I am alone, either the stereo or possibly the TV (if I’m folding laundry) is on while I am busy about my chores. One would think that with 4 active children, I would yearn for silence, but amazingly this has not been so.
Last night after all the children were in bed, John and I sat in silence. He was catching up on his reading and I was folding clothes. Neither of us felt like we had to talk, nor did we feel like we didn’t want to talk. It was just peaceful, restful silence.