Several Sundays ago, I ranted about how more noise in more gadgets seems to be strengthening the vacuum in the “vast wasteland” that was television in the early 1960s.
This writer, Greg Anderson, is a bit flip about his church’s camp in “Nowhere, Arkansas.” I won’t let myself be offended that he thinks so little of a community in Arkansas that he calls it, “Nowhere.” After all, he’s from Texas.
He does drive home the point I rambled on about — that more noise means we have a higher responsibility to ourselves to expose ourselves to meaningful stimuli and thought.
Mr. Anderson found God in a technology-forsaken church camp in Arkansas. In the absence of gadgets, he remembered what silence sounds like. It’s where God lives. I call that a powerful place.
Psalm 46:10 holds the secret to the most technologically-advanced — and powerful — form of communication that will ever exist.
“Be still, and know that I am God.”