Israel once had a song. Now, even the desire to sing was a distant memory. God often comes when we’re no longer even looking.
What are we really waiting for?
As we approach the season of Advent, let’s first make room for the reality of our experience of God’s seeming silence in our lives. What it is like to live with such silence? What’s really happening in those voids?
In the long, bone-chilling, pre-Advent silences, like those who went before us, we too must wait.
“Mam, we are Trappist Monks. We don’t guide people in the rules of discernment”…