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  • THE POWER of SILENCE by A.W. Tozer


    by A.W. Tozer

    There are truths that can never be learned except in the

    noise and confusion of the market-place or in the tough

    brutality of combat. The tumult and the shouting teach

    their own rough lessons...

    But there is another school where the soul must go to

    learn its best eternal lessons. It is the school of silence.

    "Be still and know," said the psalmist, and there is a

    profound philosophy there, of universal application.

    Prayer among evangelical Christians is always in danger

    of degenerating into a glorified gold rush. Almost every

    book on prayer deals with the "get" element mainly.

    How to get things we want from God occupies most of

    the space. Now, we gladly admit that we may ask for

    and receive specific gifts and benefits in answer to

    prayer, but we must never forget that the highest kind of

    prayer is never the making of requests. Prayer at its

    holiest moment is the entering into God to a place of

    such blessed union as makes miracles seem tame and

    remarkable answers to prayer appear something very far

    short of wonderful by comparison.

    Holy men of soberer and quieter times than ours knew

    well the power of silence. David said, "I was dumb with

    silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my

    sorrow was stirred. My heart was hot within me; while

    I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue."

    There is a tip here for God's modern prophets. The heart

    seldom gets hot while the mouth is open. A closed

    mouth before God and a silent heart are indispensable

    for the reception of certain kinds of truth. No man is

    qualified to speak who has not first listened. It might

    well be a wonderful revelation to some Christians if they

    were to get completely quiet for a short time, long

    enough, let us say, to get acquainted with their own

    souls, and to listen in the silence for the deep voice of

    the Eternal God. The experience, if repeated often

    enough, would do more to cure our ulcers than all the

    pills that ever rolled across a desk.