In a more ideological bent we see great sweeping conceptions - market forces, globalization, spreading democracy. Thousands of codes compete to trap us in an interpretation of our environment - whether called tradition or reformation or revolution - and each of us is making do in the life we live - attending to details with children and parents, co-workers, bosses, clients and other participants in our bureaucratic civilization.
We have perhaps heard one voice and that voice sustains us. Perhaps it only sustains us so far, though - perhaps it doesn't do enough. Every day do we feel like our dreams are sacrificed? A hope deferred? Do we discern the love and desire of life fading? I believe there is a second voice. I believe it is found in prayer - but what I think of as prayer's other side: the side of listening, the side of silence. In silence we may hear the word that interrupts the fall of the knife. In silence we may hear laughter again.
In the midst of our work, our anxieties, our preoccupations - our living out the conventional - god calls us to pause and listen, and see, like Abraham, if there isn't something better.
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