About Jesus Steve Sweetman
was May 1967. The hit record
entitled "Silence Is Golden", performed and sung by the
Tremeloes, hit number 1 on Billboard magazine's top 100 songs of the
week. I pick up the phone
and I call my friend.
Rusty. Want to hear my top
30 songs for this week"?
at number 30 I count down to number 1.
Rusty is a bit surprised that "Silence Is Golden" is my
number 1 song for the second week in a row.
It's number 5 on his chart. "I
haven't really listened to the lyrics close enough to know what the song
is about", says Rusty.
haven't either. I just like
the song", I reply in typical nonchalant teenage fashion.
"I'd rather fill the airwaves with good music than silence
too", Rusty adds.
years later I sit in the living room of my first apartment.
I tell my wife that we shouldn't waste the airwaves with silence,
so I place Bruce Cockburn's "In The Falling Dark" album onto
my turntable and listen to "Lord of the Star Fields".
plus years pass. I sit
beside my stereo. Nothing
emanates from the stereo speakers. Not
one musical note floats across the airwaves.
At the age of 60, I admit that I've come to appreciate the
"sound of silence". O
yes, "The Sound Of Silence" - Simon and Garfunkel's number 1
song in 1966. I still enjoy
music, but sometimes I just want to sit in silence - no music, no TV,
and especially no man made noise like cars, lawnmowers, and electric
hedge trimmers. If the motor
to our refrigerator would stop humming and still keep things cold, that
would be fine with me.
my wife sees me sitting in silence, she asks, "aren't you wasting
the airwaves Steve"?
guess so", I reply. "Maybe
I'm not stuck in the 60's as some think after-all".
thoughts turn to a weekend photo shoot my wife and I took at
getting old Steve", my wife says as she wakes me from being lost in
guess so", I reply in somewhat of a daze.
slip back into another mental scene of silence.
It's a future moment described in Revelation 8:1. "When
He opened the seventh seal there was silence in heaven for about a half
I am, in the midst of a silent stillness never experienced by humanity.
Every cell in my body stands at attention before Elohim, the
Almighty Creator. All
creation, both material and spiritual, is motionless.
Planets and stars stop dead in their tracks.
Electrons, protons, neutrons, and all subatomic particles stand
still in suspended animation. Creation
is numb with expectation, waiting eagerly for the Almighty to make His
who believed "poppa God" was their buddy stand in embarrassing
shame. This isn't
"poppa God", a Christian pop culture fad propagated by the
book entitled "The Shack".
Those who viewed God as some kind of all-purpose generic god
stand in a stupefied numbness. They
realize that there is one specific Creator.
Atheists and Darwinians are astounded.
How could they have been so wrong.
New Agers who claimed to be divine shrink in humiliation.
They feel less than human. Those
awaiting the Twelve Imam and other personal messiahs sadly regret their
misplaced trust. Demons
kneel in fearful dread, knowing their fate is at hand.
This is ultimate silence.
you ever get to
sad to say that in many respects modern Christianity has replaced
Biblical fear of God with an unhealthy and sloppy familiarity.
Those who claim such familiarity with their "poppa God"
are simply caught up in the imaginations of their minds.
the Almighty Creator of all things spiritual and material, the Father of
our Lord Jesus Christ, will bring all things to a sudden and silent
Is Golden" will be an understatement on the day the Almighty rises
from His throne.