Monday January 26, 2015

Psalm 62:1-2

For God alone my soul waits in silence;
   from him comes my salvation. 
He alone is my rock and my salvation,
   my fortress; I shall never be shaken. 

Knowing silence

Quiet is the space where

I sit and wait; house noises

surround, soft furnace

purring, giving warmth;

keyboard keys click beneath

fumbling fingers, wood frame

creaks in winter’s cold as

white candle flickers radiant

and near, promising the Presence

of light beyond its own.

No scripture word attracts

or brings light; only silence

appeals this day. Too many words

I have spoken and heard; the heart

hungers for the word silence

speaks at the deep inner point

where the heart knows what

it knows and rests in the love

it hears, knowing all is well,

knowing the love that knows

you … and wants you still.

Yet, strangely it is words

I do not control, flowing

through my fumbling

fingers from heart’s deep inner

room that carry me into the

knowing silence that speaks what

I want and need, illumining

the heart with light that is light

and love that is love, bringing rest

and assurance that the promise

of candle light is true …

always true.

Pr. David L. Miller