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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Shhh. (02/18/10)

TITLE: Concert of Rebellion
By Holly Hoell


What is it about noise that attracts us? We hear noise and we turn to it. We want to see what is going on. It causes excitement and breaks the monotony of our boredom. We can associate noise with fun, like a carnival. The bright neon lights, the organ music of the carousal, the screams and laughs of thrill seekers on the roller coaster. The noise could come from a social event that brings glamour and the fullness of a feast of food and merriment, complete with the clanging together of steins. It could flow with the continuous drip of flattery and acknowledgement of how we are dressed, who we are with, anything that encourages our vanity. If by some unfortunate circumstance, we find ourselves alone, we immediately look for the radio or TV to drown out the lonely echo of nothingness.

How can we be content without the noise? It's like the noise is tied with our identity, an acknowledgement of our existence. The frequent beep of the text messenger, our heart beat. It deceptively makes us feel alive and important. When I was young, I enjoyed listening to music. Pop music was fun at first, but before long, I found myself desiring heavier music until I was listening to bands such as Mega death, Iron Maiden, or Kittie. The music was powerful and it made me feel tough and exhilarated, like I could take on anything. It was like a surge of caffeine without the coffee. However, along with that, my anxiety was building, my anger would erupt easily. Loudness was not just a band I listened too; I would raise my voice angrily when I didn't get my way.

I was swept up in the churning river of noise that caused distraction and confusion. They worked together like a concert of rebellion, shouting to me, driving me to new lows. Oh how we try to live this life, born in and growing up as part of the machine that is the world. The feedback it gives us is like the clang, clang, clang of a slave master locking together shackles on a captive’s legs and wrists. The more we try to make ourselves fit in and feel better, the more we slip backwards into the darkness; feeding the lusts of our flesh, and deadening our spirituality. The hope and the light we once felt become a distant memory as we give up our passions to the cruel master that we allow to reign over us.

But something happened to me that muffled the howling and beckoning voices of the world. It was a moment carved out in time where my attention was turned elsewhere; away from the distracting noise that had so enchanted me. I am so grateful that there was one voice that stood out from wicked taskmaster that held my soul captive. One voice that lovingly said “shhh, listen to me”. "Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am gentle (meek) and humble (lowly) in heart, and you will find rest (relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet) for your soul(s)." Mat 11:29 (AMP) It didn't happen overnight, but once the Lord became real to me; it didn't take long for me to stop yelling at my son and fighting with my husband. I now knew freedom. I felt the love and peace of Jesus and I didn't want any noise to disturb that.

He breathed His breath of life back into me. It was like parting the drapes and opening the window to allow the gentle breeze and the sunlight to come through and refresh my soul. When we have blessed quiet in our hearts, there is no turbulence inside that has to find its way out of our mouths. Instead, the peace and joy of the Lord brings warmth to our hearts and flows like honey off our lips in praise to Almighty God, and our contentment becomes a blessing to those around us.

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Jan Ackerson 02/25/10
Well-written testimony/devotional. A good read!
Donna Wolther02/27/10
I, too, have felt this and your I enjoyed living your experience with you.
David Pendleton02/28/10
I found this interesting to read. As I am the opposite and normally love silence except when I use noise to keep me awake (such as driving) it enthralls me to read how some perceive and even need noise. I think I liked that aspect of your writing the most, a clear insight into what the noise meant to you and how it made you feel.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 02/28/10
What an unique take on noise. I've never thought of it in quite that way.