Quiet, Please!

Man reading Psalms at the Western Wall. Jerusa...

the gypsy mama

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OK, are you ready? Give us your best five minutes on: LOUD

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Loud makes me irritable. I don’t really like loud. I prefer quiet, not that I get a chance to enjoy THAT very often.

Three kids who can be (and usually are) loud. A television that blares a lot of the time. (why did my husband and I think “the open” concept would be so great for our house?)  Barking dogs, meowing cats, and now chicks in a cardboard box in the front entrance. The morning news is on right now. I listen to it as I clean up my breakfast dishes. The “loudness” of the news echoes in my head.

Who will be the republican nominee? Why did the terrorist kill the Jewish teacher and children in France? And why do gas prices continue to climb?! The loudness of it all just gets to me.

I WANT QUIET!!! Peace. Isolation from it all?

I wander over to the kitchen window and look out at the sky changing colors, tinged with the morning hues of pinks and purples. Clouds scudding across the open expanse over the fields. I breathe deeply and am reminded of this verse……quiet for the soul.

He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
   I will be exalted among the nations,
   I will be exalted in the earth.”  Psalm 46:10  NIV