Last night I watched a PBS show entitled “The Jesus Prayer” where a group of men travelled around the Holy Land and Southern Europe to different monasteries. At one of the first monasteries was a monk who lived in a cave alone high above the monastery on the side of a mountain.
The monk said that without someone to speak to he had external silence and could hear the sounds of nature. But then, by repeating the Jesus Prayer, he was able to silence the inner noise of wandering thoughts and attain inner silence or peace. Simply by finding a quiet place and repeating this prayer he was able to silence the mental distractors and become peaceful.
O Lord Jesus Christ,
Son of God,
Have mercy upon me
a sinner. Amen
A few years ago I wrote a book entitled E.A.R.T.H. and only e-published it. In the story which had been in my head for over two score, there were white noise machines that all the populace believed was to prevent them from going insane from the sounds of silence, but it was realized it was to keep the people from waxing philosophically where they might question the story of their beginnings. I didn’t know why I wanted the noise machines in the book, but I knew they had to be there.
Thus we come to my thought for today:
Whether by design or happenstance, we cannot know peace because of all the distractors in our lives. It seems when we do find a moment of silence, our minds are conditioned to look for something to keep us either physically or mentally busy so that we do not have to deal with our inner selves.
On this day before the eve of the celebration of Christ’s birth, I pray that we all find the inner peace that Jesus came to give us.