The Joy of Quietness

 My child, you may come to me at any time and place your hands on this Tabernacle and here I Am. Today casts itself upon us in love and only love. Take in the ways of your hands that write from our communion of hearts within the mystical of the River of the I Am. 

Take in the depth of our communion for the noise is but a whisper on the surface of the River. The noise becomes the child that it is. The noise is but a  child who cannot bear to be still and hear and listen. The child must come to taste its own silence where the noise flees from.

Many of my children suffer much angst for they know not the way of the Kingdom that asks only to become still and hear the invitation to the yes of the Kingdom. The invitation cannot be heard when there is much noise.

The world does not cherish the silence of the heart for the noise exclaims that to be successful you must eliminate the quietness of the soul. 

We walk to witness and in witnessing in quietness we teach without words of the slowing of the body where the quietness of the heart and soul may be tasted and understood. This quietness of heart and soul brings us to Jesus and the River of the I Am. 

The world is not led to the River by noise and words, but rather, by the modeling of the joy of the quietness of the heart and soul that learns to sit with its God.