This morning after an appointment in town, I took my journal to the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception to have a little quiet time with the Lord. While there is no exposition of the Blessed Sacrament in the middle of the morning on a random Wednesday, Jesus is certainly present in the Tabernacle and, I’m sure, welcoming a visit.
The Cathedral is always open during the day, and a lovely retreat from the activity of a busy town center. I was looking forward to the soothing silence.
Instead, I encountered a crew of workers cleaning the spacious window by the altar. There is a huge restoration project going on, and the stained glass windows are looking beautiful. The restoration, however, requires a mess and a bit of chaos first — as evidenced by the noise in what I thought would be a prayerful and silent retreat for me.
You have to crack a few eggs to make an omelet, I suppose.
The noise was not distracting at all. On the contrary, it became a little bit of white noise as I went deeper into prayer until it finally disappeared from my conscious awareness. It was only when I started to journal that I became aware of the noise again.
I had gone to the Cathedral to seek silence, and I found it in the Lord. He quiets the turmoil, the chaos, the noises that distract me from Him. I was grateful to experience this literal expression in order to really see with my eyes or rather, with my ears, what my heart already knew:
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.”
~St Augustine of Hippo
