Sometimes by choice, and sometimes not by choice, we enter into a quiet season.
I’m coming out of one. It was rather lengthy, caused by illness. During this time, I did not want to listen to anything or watch anything. I just wanted calm of quiet.
Part of it, I believe, was I had to shut out all the voices I’ve talked about before, that keep clamoring for attention, trying to make entrance into the mind and thoughts, I had not felt completely well for a while, and I seemed to be spiraling into the barren, hot, sandy, winds of a large dust bowl. Yes, I am interested in our world and want to keep up on current events, but there really is nothing I personally can do about most of them other than pray and vote. All the rest seems to fall under the category or worry. What I was allowing in was affecting me. It’s never been my mission to be another news informer. I am to be an encourager, point out the good in life and help others see beauty, hope and possibility; create new things, move forward, take care of and provide for themselves and their families. None of this could be done if worry was centerstage.
I had to come to grips with myself and realize so many of the news podcasts, YouTubes etc., were just causing me to feel upset and closed in. So after I began to see with certainty what I had been doing to myself, I decided to think about what made me feel good and happy. (and how many times do we fall under condemnation for feeling good?? There is no way we can figure out and solve all the problems we hear about!!!)
This brought me back to my original intention…encouraging people. Helping them see and magnify the good portions of their life. Be thankful. And truly live their life.
Have you been through any of these quiet seasons?
Mrs. Goodfinder 