SO Not the Plan (2)

...so what I'm wondering is, if it took just 400 years of silence for these people to "miss" their Messiah's coming, what about us, 2000+ years later?

I wonder how our kingdoms (even the Christian ones) get in the way of letting Jesus be King.

I wonder how often I am Herod...too often, I think.

I wonder, even within the Church, how often we're staring Him right in the face and don't even know it b/c we're too busy singing our songs and proclaiming our message. 

I wonder what He would say if we would all just quiet down. 

Silence.  God waited through 400 years of silence before sending His Son.  I don't think it's an accident that quietness was part of the plan.  Maybe the other voices needed to fade.  Maybe a craving had to arise within the heart of mankind for the sound of God on earth again. 

I think I feel that craving.  I'm craving a quietness - when our fingers stop typing, the harmonies stop competing and the sermons stop attacking.  When the Do's and the Don'ts and the Don'ts and the Do's just hush a minute... 

I'm craving a silence long enough for His sound to be heard again - not just His Voice, but His Sound. 

A voice is largely identifiable, but a sound - a sound is recognized through intimacy, through experience.  I know the sound of my dad's coming - I know the jingle of his keys, the clearing of his throat, the stroke of his pen.  I know when he is there and when he is not by his sound. 

I wonder what the sound of God is on the earth today.  I wonder if we even notice it.  I wonder if we recognize it.

I don't know what that sound is, but I have an idea.  Still, today I'm challenged to silence all of my ideas in the hope that He will be heard.  His voice, His sound, His breath, His coming.

Sssshhhh...

Jesus has something He wants to say...