Holy Father,
This time of shaking has been good for me (Hebrews 12:26-27). While every structure of support crumbles away, this world shift has forced me to analyze better how I’ve built upon the Foundation. I have all sorts of building materials available: the wood of activity, the hay of busyness, and the stubble of good deeds.
You’ve rocked all of these. And as in many earthquakes, after the quaking comes the fire. “Our God is a consuming fire” (Hebrews 12:29). The Fire of Your Love tests the quality of my work (1 Corinthians 3:13). Only the gold of love, the silver of faith, and the precious gems of hope will remain once the dust clears.
As I look around the rubble of my life, I sense You saying to look up. Your voice calls me to step out of the debris and explore this newly discovered Portal of Silence. Cautiously, as I step over the fragments, I desperately want to pick up my favorite pieces of pre-corona life and rebuild my structure of comfort.
Yet, You urge me forward.
Drawing me with Your magnetic power, You beckon me to the doorway of stillness. You designed my solitude specifically to attract me to this threshold. Like the Apostle John, who peered into the empty tomb, I stand at the entrance and wonder. But, rather than sending me out to tell the brethren, You beckon me to enter and know (Revelation 22:17).
Even as I press forward, my thoughts swirl, and my mind surges with a tangle of distractions. How do I quell this hive of bees within Your Holy portal of silence? From somewhere within the realm of Light, You take control, by Personally commanding all fleshly thoughts into silence. You rise from Your holy habitation and invite me near (Zechariah 2:13).
I freeze with inadequacy.
The Portal of Silence leads to the power of Your indestructible Presence. Even as I fearfully hug the wall upon entry, I’m aware that this is the place where my mountains will melt like wax (Psalms 97:5). Herein, I glimpse the fulness of joy, for which I’ve longed (Psalm 16:11). Oh, show me Your glory (Exodus 33:18).
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The shaking of my world has uncovered a dimension I’ve never seen before. My solitude has granted me the opportunity to hear Your still, small Voice. As I hesitate to move by faith rather than sight, forgive my blind groping. Don’t allow me to turn back. I’m trembling with the fear of the unknown, yet like a lamb, I’m drawn toward You, O Shepherd (John 10:4). Entice me after You that I may experience You more fully through this entryway of quietude. Selah.