(continued from September 28)
A number of years ago,
I helped lead a Christian conference in California
that drew from a range of traditions,
from fundamentalist to liturgical,
from evangelical to progressive.
One of our participants and leaders
was a Pentecostal preacher,
a dynamic and charismatic pastor
who loved to make noise--
jumping around as he spoke,
clapping and smacking a tambourine.
In the middle of the conference,
he found himself in the a praise session
when it was suddenly announced:
"And now we will observe five minutes
In describing the experience, he said:
I suddenly realized that I wasn't going to
or singing something.
It was just going to be me and God,
and for the first time in a long time,
I was going to have to listen.
What would God say?
I was terrified."
He was about to pick up the bag.
And when he sat in silence,
just waiting to see what God had to say,
for the first time,
"I am in the silence, too."
In terms of the bag in the corner,
"I'm here with you,
and when you're ready
to open the bag,
you won't do it alone."
(to be continued)
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