I can remember when I was little, my daddy did not like a lot of noise at the table. We were allowed to talk, but we had to speak quietly. We were NOT allowed to sing, the television was off, and everybody sat at the table. But no noise. I never really got that as a kid. What’s wrong with a little noise? We all tried to abide by the rules, but with so many at the table, you had to be loud to be heard sometimes. Now that I’m older, and perhaps a little wiser, I long for peace and quiet. I understand the constant request for silence. It seems as if we are being bombarded with noise from all directions. I believe that my definition of noise is even more broad than my daddy’s was back then, due to the way society has changed so much. We, society as a whole, are not sure what to do without noise. I consider noise all of the stuff that we listen to, read, watch, post, update, etc. Most homes have multiple televisions – with about 400 channels. We have gaming systems that are created/simulated to look just like “life.” We have ipods, and ipads, and laptops, and smartphones, facebook, twitter,google+, and the list could go on and on and on. I’m not for a minute saying that any of these things in and of themselves are bad…but they are noise. I pulled into a gas station this morning at 5:45am to fill up. When I got out of the car in the crisp, peacful first air of the morning, there was a speaker above the gas pump, blaring out a scratchy version of an 80’s rock ballad. Have we really gotten to the point where we can’t even pump gas without noise? My toleration for all this noise is decreasing. I think that the barrage of tweets and posts, status updates and likes, videos and songs just gets to be too much noise. Why are we afraid of silence? I long for peace and quiet. Time to reflect and pray. Time to just breathe and listen. I feel at times that I desperately just need to be still. Sometimes I think it is easy to drown everything else – the important stuff, the scary stuff, the stuff that would be easier dealt with not being dealt with – with all of the noise. Our children seem to need the noise like they need air. I believe we should learn to cherish the times when we can shut the noise out and just be still and listen. God is talking to us…are we listening…are we even hearing him? Psalm 46:10 says, “Be still and know that I am God…” I think it would be a whole lot easier to be still and know if we could learn to shut out the noise and listen. God is with us and is waiting for us to listen. What noise in our lives is drowning him out?