I sat in a room with 799 other women.
My phone remained in my bag almost the entire weekend and I didn’t take a single photo, thus the one up there I had to find on Instagram.
The conference was She Speaks – an annual event here in Charlotte hosted by Proverbs 31 Ministries to help develop Christian writers and speakers. I’m still basking in the overwhelming beauty of all this weekend offered. On more than one occasion I felt as if God came down from Heaven and said, “That was for you, my child.”
Shauna Niequist took the stage.
Maybe you’ve never heard of Shauna. 1 year ago I had no clue who she was. Somehow I stumbled on her devotional, Savor, and it has been changing me in ways I can’t explain.
Come to think of it – I’m pretty sure Amazon recommended her based on other books I’ve purchased. Ha!
As she began her message to this room full of women, she stopped to pray over us.
Like, weird silence.
I actually raised my head and opened my eyes slightly to see if something was wrong.
In reality, I’m sure it was only 15 seconds, maybe 10!
Then, she began praying.
It wasn’t until later in her story that I had the OHHHHHH moment.
Shauna said she’d been practicing silence over the past 3 years.
Those words seem foreign to me. Then I realized exactly what she did before praying over our hearts.
Am I the only one that has some kind of something playing 24/7 – including the voices in my head?
Radio. Television. Pandora. Apple Music. Choir music. Kids. Phone calls. My crazy brain.
Honestly, I don’t stop and just listen. Ever.
Last night, I rode home in the still of the dark night. I didn’t talk. I didn’t sing. I didn’t let my brain run 100 miles per hour.
Side note: I did almost hit three crazy teenagers walking in the middle of a busy road…seriously?? Goodness. Yep, I called 911 on them. Because that’s what I do when there is trouble around. Y’all don’t laugh. I’m pretty sure they know my name at the 911 dispatch.
This morning, I laid in my bed listening to the silence of a new day.
Yes, it seems weird and so completely opposite of what our culture offers.
Would you dare try it?
Might God speak to us in the stillness? Might He open our ears and hearts in ways we’ve never imagined? I believe so. I’m on a journey to learn the art of practicing silence. Will you join me?
Encouragement for the Day
In case you missed it – from the past week on the blog:
Want to have The Daily Starr delivered right to your inbox or via 1 daily text message: subscribe here.
The Daily Starr ~ Monroe, NC ~ email@example.com