There is a time for everything. A time to be silent, and a time to break the silence. —Ecclesiastes 3.1, 7
I suspect we are addicted to filling all the spaces with noise. And when I say “we,” I mean us Charismatic Christians – including Pentecostals (who are the worst about this).
Please don’t think I’m attempting to throw someone else under the bus. If anything, I’m throwing myself under the bus. I am both a Charismatic and a Pentecostal (although I prefer the Charismatic label, and would like to add a couple descriptors like “gangsta” and “who loves Catholics”).
I am constantly working to fill all the spaces with noise – background music, words, videos, more words, and more music.
In a recent conversation about a Sunday service at our church, a friend said:
“This could be taken the wrong way, but my favorite part of the baby dedication was when you guys were all done saying stuff and just stood there for a while holding and looking at her.”
Funny how his favorite part was the one without any noise.
Maybe we need less cacophony and more opportunities to, as Depeche Mode put it, “Enjoy The Silence.”
I do think we need some holy… Read More