Wicked.

Earlier this week I was privileged enough to see the musical Wicked. 

While I enjoyed the lights, dances, singing and other theatrical effects there was one particular effect that stood out boldly. 

Silence. 

At several times throughout the play the entire stage would be silent and still. No notes. No witty wordage. Just Silence. 

This silence was scattered tastefully throughout the play to make varying levels of impact. And what an impact the quiet made. You could hear a pin drop at these short and sharp moments. Moments of decision. Moments of grieving. Moments of life. 

I am having a moment of life right now. For most of today I have made more effort to be silent than to say much of anything to anyone. I was blessed enough to have one solid companion for most of the day, something I am exceedingly grateful for, but otherwise I kept my phone and general social life pretty much under wraps and silent. I wrote one email (to a teacher to say I wasn't coming to class) posted one status, and otherwise consciously let go of the world and all of its noise. I have 3 unanswered texts and 1 phone call that I should respond to. But I really don't have much of a desire to...  maybe tomorrow. 

I did try talking to God a bit. A lot of it wasn't really talking…honestly it was a bit more yelling. Grieving. Blaming. But See He knows the power of Quiet. He remained silent. Now then, His silence was not in a judging or distant sort of way-to the contrary the quiet felt very present and close and comforting way. Despite my shoving and shouting, He gave no response excepting outstretched arms and open hands. I am still pretty hesitant to talk much with Him. Worried and or bothered by what He might say or do. I never have been one to volunteer for a reprimand, but I feel I am a bit deserving of one. Mmmm maybe sometime today I will finally submit –open up and let the silence end. 

See the thing about silence is that it must be -and always eventually is- broken. Silence for too long equates death. Nothing can remain in that silent state for long, or the purpose and meaning behind it is lost. The show cant and neither can I. 

Life isn't always good or right

But that’s exactly what is Life.

For Life –the good and not,

Whatever may be my lot,

I am thankful.