Sunday marked the beginning of the second week of Advent. We read from Luke 1 about John the Baptist’s birth. For the second week in a row we heard about Zechariah and how he was silenced until his son, John, was born. For at least nine months he couldn’t speak. This intrigues me.
Nine months without talking. How isolating. I’m sure he communicated through advanced games of charades or a Hebrew version of pictionary or simply writing on a tablet. But if you had to write out everything you wanted to say wouldn’t you say a lot less? I think I would. I’d start to weigh what I wanted to say and whether it was worth the effort of writing it or using sign language and I think I’d opt to stay quiet. Let’s face it, most of what we say doesn’t need to be said.
So, shutting up seems like a good idea today. But for me, I don’t think simply keeping my mouth closed is enough. I mean, since I’m alone so much, I don’t talk a lot all day anyway. It’s my brain that needs the silence. How do you silence a brain? I don’t think it’s possible. But silencing or calming a spirit could be the key. A calm spirit.
Woman, be still.
Trying to Throw Your Arms Around the World by U2
Six o’clock in the morning You’re the last to hear the warning You’ve been trying to throw your arms Around the world You’ve been falling off the sidewalk Your lips move but you can’t talk Tryin’ to throw your arms around the world
I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you Be still I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you Woman I will
Sunrise like a nosebleed Your head hurts and you can’t breathe You been tryin’ to throw you arms around the world How far you gonna go Before you lose your way back home You’ve been trying to throw your arms Around the world
I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you Woman be still I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you Woman I will
(And you just gotta, you just gotta make your faith…see…)
Nothin’ much to say I guess Just the same as all the rest Been trying to throw your arms around the world And a woman needs a man Like a fish needs a bicycle When you’re tryin’ to throw your arms around the world
I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you I’m gonna run to you, run to you, run to you Woman be still Woman be still Be still Woman be still
**sorry about the spacing-formatting issues…I’m still learning**