By Martin Morrison
If only I had more time.
Where did the time go?
Why does no-one have any time today?
Pascal’s answer is brilliant. We want to be busy. We want to complicate our lives. We don’t have to. We want to.
We want to be hustled and harried and busy. Unconsciously, we want the very thing we complain about. For if we had time, we would have to look within ourselves and listen to our hearts and see the great gaping hole in our hearts and be terrified. Because that hole is so big that nothing but God can fill it.
We all know instinctively that in and of ourselves our hearts are empty. We all know instinctively that we will die. So, in order not to think about these fearsome realities, we create diversions. The unconscious fear of a 21-day lockdown is what will I do with all that time? What if the lockdown is extended! Horror upon horror. More time to be filled!
So, we frantically scurry to find new diversions. Of course, our modern technological age will not disappoint us in our hour of greatest need! On the contrary. Without much effort at all, we do not need to spend one waking minute without a diversionary sound, sight or stimulation. Exhausted from the frantic pursuit of diversions we fall asleep, unconsciously thankful that we did not have to spend a moment facing the fearful realities of our own empty hearts and the prospect of death.
David instructs us in Psalm 62 to do one of the most difficult things in life. To be still. To wait in silence. This is not to empty our minds, if that were possible. No, the silence ought to cause us to see our brokenness, our emptiness, our mortality and flee to God.
“For God alone my soul waits in silence;
from him comes my salvation.
He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress;
I shall not be greatly shaken”
Psalm 62: 1 – 2.
Switch off every device.
Close the door.
Open your Bible.
Turn to Psalm 62.
Read. Meditate on each verse. Now talk to God.