Traffic Revelations

Over the years, silence has become one of my favorite things (or lack of, however you want to look at it). In American culture, silence is like a fine wine or a rich cigar. It's an acquired taste but once you acquire it, you savour it to its fullest extent. 

Between school, work and being newly married, there is not much silence in my life anymore. So I cherish every minute I get. Most of my silence comes in the form of traffic which has allowed me to actually enjoy traffic. I know, who would have thought traffic could be enjoyable. In my silence I am able to open my mind and consider all that is going on in my life and also the world. It's a time I can be with God without interruption. To simply sit and be with the Creator of all. Through this, the Creator has shared some revelations about my life and my heart. 

"For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks."    

                                               -Jesus      (Matthew 12:34)

This scripture came to mind while I was pondering in my car last week. Considering that the words I speak reflect my heart, I began to reflect on what my mouth talked about. I realized that what I talked about was garbage. I speak of football, weather, traffic, work, junk. The majority of my speech is garbage. Pure garbage. I rarely spoke of God, love, mercy and peace. I had to come to terms with the sad truth that my heart is filled with garbage. In my flection, something else came to my mind. A cheesy DC Talk song. That's right DC Talk. But only one line came to mind. The verse goes "My feet my venture to the ground but you will never let me down, I can't hold it in my soul is screaming"

I realized, I don't remember the last time I allowed the holy spirit to fill me so much that I could not hold it in anymore. That I just had to talk about it because my very soul was screaming within me. I miss that feeling. 

God spoke to me that night on the 210 freeway. I know that I have a higher calling. God has something in store for me, I just don't know what it is yet. But first, I have to get back to my first love. And I better start running. Who knows how much time I have. He could call on me any day now.