The grandfather clock in the hallway has chimed 2 o’clock p.m. Time passes slowly in the silence. Hours linger longer. And what am I learning? I am listening for the whispering voice to give me an assignment—something I must do. Outside my window, I am aware of the water from the fountain as it splashes into the pond. And I hear sirens on the highway screaming through traffic. Two worlds—silence and sirens.
I have lived most of my days with sirens alerting me to deadlines. Babies crying and dryers buzzing. Dishwasher sloshing and television blaring. Alarms announcing another day of school and bells signaling the changing of classes. Sirens in my mind directing me from task to task—urging me to race to get things done. I merge with others who are on the treadmill of living with sirens.
I am learning there is an “opportune” time to do things—a right time for everything. And in the silence, work is accomplished. I have lived with sirens—heart pumping and pulse racing and now I am making a new choice. That might be what God is giving me to do—to notice time and make it holy.
This week, I ask you to ponder your Sacred Time. Be mindful that each moment is God-given. Honor the tasks you are given to do knowing that there is ample time to accomplish them. Enjoy your journey and the gift of silence.!