Quiet. Some of us lost ours, and others now have too much. But, for all of us, (I think this is true?): our internal quiet got a lot noisier. The once-quiet now echoes with fears, questions, longings, disappointments –things we masterfully avoided … until now. (Suggesting that maybe what we thought was quiet, wasn’t so after all.)
The things I spend years avoiding do have their way of finding me. Sounds ominous, except that in each instance of discovering latent fear and stubbing my toe on buried disappointment: when I brought it to Him, He had a response. Not always an answer, but a response that dislodged something on my insides.
Tomorrow we turn the calendar, despite that our days look identical to ones from last week and the month before. Consider adoration as your “new” for this month?