The house was built with stone finished at the quarry, so that neither hammer or ax nor any tool of iron was heard in the temple while it was being built. — 1 Kings 6:7.
I’m showing my age. First, I read today’s passage and I didn’t remember this about the building of the Temple. Second, I remember a time when you would enter a church in silence. In fact I used to like to get to church early so I could have a little time to pray and gather my thoughts before the church service. Now time before church in the sanctuary is used to meet and greet. Finally, I went to the baseball game the other night. Before the game and even during the game the loud speakers blared funky music. It seemed that every moment of quiet had to be filled. It’s as if we are no longer able to entertain ourselves with conversation or observation. I told you I am getting old.
There are certain places and time when we should be quiet and reverent. Where do you go when you need to be quiet and do God’s work?
Oh so true, Webb! My favorite retreat space for silence and to connect with spirit is just about any mountain trail, both above and below the tree line. Just had a wonderful hike on Tuesday on the Pacific Crest Trail just above Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood. Gorgeous, very few other hikers, and a great reconnection!