Life Down Under

Silence and Solitude

It's 10:15pm and the house is quiet. These are rare and precious moments in the life of a mother of an almost-two-year-old. There's no doubt that I'm an introvert. I really do get re-charged by spending time alone, which unfortunately can be quite a challenging thing to make time for in the midst of life. And it's not just time alone that's necessary for my heart - it's time alone before the Father. In silence and solitude. In quiet devotion. In the place of beholding the One who lives on the inside. Without this, life becomes a steady stream of coming and going, doing and performing, maintaining and organizing, but neglecting the one thing that is needed. The question is how to reconcile the tension between maintaing the life within and the life without, so that neither of them suffer. This, my friends, is a tension that will always keep us leaning. Hmmmm. Perhaps that's the point.