Tonight I spent about twenty minutes viewing “Meet the Press”. Two politicians, one from each of the major parties were debating the way forward in Iraq. The more I listened to them the angrier and sadder I got at the same time. Both of them were suggesting that bullets and bombs can win the peace. If that were the case then maybe more brothels could foster virginity. They are prisoners of words and maybe both are so distraught that they truly can’t here what the other is saying. They are talking but not hearing or comprehending. I quickly left to do some bookwork and returned when the program was over. Do you long for silence and solitude in your life? I feel closest to God when I’m at a place without words. I find God in the silent moments of each day and night. God seems closest in the stillness of the night.
We need to find God and God cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees and flowers and grass – grow in silence. See the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. The more we receive in silent prayer, the more we can give in our active life.— Mother Teresa, The Joy in Loving