The act of Silence + Solitude is a tricky beast, and one that I’ve been struggling with the past ~ 7 days. While it wasn’t easy, the uncomfortable has rooted me in the fact that it is oh-so-necessary to be able to thrive in this world. I realized quickly that the more uncomfortable you are in S+S, the more you need it. And boy, do I have the highest need of all.
Whether you are an introvert or extrovert, you more than likely have an immediate gut reaction (either positive or negative) to the words, “Silence and solitude.” For all of us introverts, that sounds like a breath of life in a world where alone time is far more filling than crowded get-together’s. For extroverts, that might be your worst nightmare.
I’m embarking on an eight-month journey through the Spiritual Disciplines, as outlined by the life of Jesus- diving into each one and examining where it lands in Scripture, my life, and modern-day society.
I sit through // engage in // grow from sermons every week. They challenge me, encourage me, frighten me, and convict me. However, even though my church is stellar beyond compare (love you, RH), sometimes it takes an outside voice to convict beyond comprehension. To leave you in a daze- that mix between “What did I just hear” and “Brain, don’t you dare lose anything you just heard.” That was my experience with Mike Erre last Thursday night.