In pursuit of some peace, I have had to learn to turn off the shouting voices, even the well-meaning ones.
“Listen to this everyone!!!…Trump and DeSantis!!! Joe and Kamala!!! Bill Johnson and John MacArthur!!! Clemson and Carolina!!!, LOL :)”
Facebook posts that fuss and complain but offer no solutions cascade down my feed. I know some folks on Instagram that act like the muck-raking, trail-blazing newspaper reporters from the late 19th century… except the only news they broadcast is a shared post. It can get to be too much.
So, I stick my head in the sand like the proverbial ostrich. Or, at least that’s what I could be accused of doing. It’s not an act of fear but an attempt to maintain my sanity.
There’s a verse in the bible from the book of Psalms that says, “Be still and know that I am God…” And, usually we Christians take that to mean rest or go on some kind of retreat. “Be still” has also been translated as “cease striving”. So, it’s not merely giving up. It’s growing into the realization that the change for good that you want to see in the world or in yourself doesn’t totally depend on your voice or what you do (or what you share online).
The next part of that verse, which is not often quoted, says, “…I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” God knows what he’s doing and it will be noticed by the whole world. My little bit of time with my “head in the sand”, my cessation of stiving, is like a quiet confession of my trust in him and his unseen plan, a trust in his infinite, far superior wisdom.