I was laying in bed, brooding about my day when it came to me that I was having “Loud thoughts”.
Loud because the increased volume and repetition of this thinking were demanding my attention and upsetting my peace.
There would be no sleep with all this noise.
Loud is insistent. She thinks we should let people know what we’re thinking. She feels constrained by the walls of my mind. “Let’s speak this out loud!”
The still small voice says, “No! Don’t do that!
Turn down Loud
and listen to me.”
When loud thoughts have just me as their audience – their just my thoughts. If I vocalize them, the words expelled will never again be, just-for-me thoughts. There’s no bringing them back, once their out.
If the still small voice is right, which it so often is, then things will probably need to be put right. An apology for sure.
When I take my loud thoughts in all their unfiltered rawness and plant them in prayer something happens. Loud loses its volume, its repetition.
And in that quiet, my eyes are widened with a new perspective, my heart with new understanding. My thinking shifts – clarity, wisdom and peace come.
Thank you Lord.