Sometimes I don’t have any words, which can be a bit awkward because words are supposed to be my thing. But sometimes, after the past couple of weeks, with politics and faith, terrorism and flames, there are no words. All I have is silence.
It makes me think of the beginning of Revelation chapter 8, when the seventh seal is opened and there is silence in heaven for half an hour. Did you know that sometimes heaven is silent too? If you’re one of those people who can’t bear silence, who has to fill a void with words, no matter how banal or ill chosen, then you might want to get some practice in being silent – there will come a time when words aren’t welcome.
Even in God’s presence, there are times when no words will do. I like that. When I have nothing to say, I don’t need to say anything, because the citizens of heaven know what it is like to have no words.
