Good morning…
One of my favorite books is Sue Monk Kidd’s When the Heart Waits: Spiritual Direction for Life’s Sacred Questions. A question arises as I read Sue’s words: “Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out. A whole chorus of voices. Orphaned voices. They seemed to speak for all the un-lived parts of me, and they came with a force and dazzle that I couldn’t contain. They seemed to explode the boundaries of my existence. I know now that they were the clamor of a new self struggling to be born.”
My question may be yours: “What does cacophony mean?” I explore the word to discover its definition. A harsh, discordant mixture of sounds. A mishmash of loud, conflicting noises. A meaningless mixture of unpleasant discord. A din. A racket. An uproar.
At the congested intersection of our heart and our mind sometimes a war rages. “Who am I?” “Shouldn’t I be happier?” “What am I designed to do and be?” As our inner traffic jam forces our stand still, Wisdom shouts in the street, She raises her voice in the markets; She calls out at the head of the noisy streets… “If you will turn and pay attention…Behold, I [Wisdom] will pour out my spirit on you; I will make my words known to you,” Proverbs 1:20, 23 (AMP).
There are un-lived parts in all of us clamoring for our attention, parts of our authentic self yearning to live fully. Will we risk turning toward, paying attention, being reborn? God’s wisdom pours into our dark cacophony, “Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity…” Jeremiah 29:12-14a (NIV).
…“Speak, for your servant is listening,” 1 Samuel 3:10 (NIV),
Sue
