The familiar words of “Silent Night” filled the sanctuary of Forest Hill Church, Presbyterian as the 11:00 PM service drew to a close.
Outside at least six Cleveland Heights police cars, lights flashing, roared past.
It occurred to me that the world is rarely silent.
Life is messy, chaotic, confusing, and noisy. And much of that noise stems from our violation of one another and God’s creation.
Shouts of anger.
Screams of fear.
Machinery ripping at the earth and its resources.
A cacophony of pain and abuse and exploitation fills life’s sound track.
But it is precisely this messy, chaotic, confusing, noisy life to which God comes. In Jesus, God enters this life freely. Experiences this life fully. Embraces this life wholeheartedly.
This un-silent life, filled with deafening days and noisy nights, matters to God. Matters so deeply that God gives us Jesus to offer another way, inviting us anew to:
accept new beginnings,
live into hope,
and walk with God.
May we do so
on silent nights
on noisy nights
on this night
on all nights.
See you along the Trail.