Friday, August 28, 2009

Quiet Noises

We have turned off the ringers on our telephone, and we don't have a television. So, after the girls are asleep, a sweet silence begins to seep into the house. By the time my head hits the pillow, all that's left are the quiet noises. The gentle whir of the ceiling fan. The faint chirp of the cricket. The shrill sound of the cicada. The hoarse croak of the frog. The occasional hoot of the owl. My mind is finally free to meditate on the One who made me as I rest in the wonder and stillness of the moment. "On my bed I remember You; I think of You through the watches of the night." (Psalm 63:6)


Mike and Katie said...

nice! do you have much pillow time before that silence is disturbed by some one crying? i hope so!

Jamie said...

It's getting better! Smile.

jodilee0123 said...

I simply love your posts! Thank you for sharing your beautiful writing! Ahhhh, the quiet, so simple and perfect--and so disrupted lately with our teething angel! ;0)