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							One of my new 
							favorite silent spaces is the chapel at First 
							Presbyterian Church in Lincoln, Illinois. This photowas taken during an evening prayer session by an 
							artist
 in the church. It is our hope that this space can be 
							a
 place of rest and contemplation for our members and 
							their friends.
 Psalm 62.1—1 For God 
							alone my soul waits in silence; from God comes my 
							salvation.
 In the woods at the place where my parents live, 
							there is a tree.
 
 It stands tall.
 
 Branches full of leaves in the fall.
 
 To hug it would require 3 or 4 of us, locking hands 
							and reaching around its sturdy trunk.
 
 It stands straight, stretching high into the 
							heavens.
 
 From a distance, if you know where to look, you can 
							see this mighty tree rising above the rest.
 
 As a child, this tree was a place of relief and rest 
							for me. On hot summer days I’d weave and wander 
							around thick brush so I could disappear beneath its 
							spacious shadow. I’d listen to the birds squawk 
							while the leaves sighed under the rare summer 
							breeze. During the winter, when the exposed branches 
							of the tree was draped with white snow, I would lean 
							my back against the wide trunk, sitting perfectly 
							still, hoping I would see the elusive red fox or the 
							darting white tail deer.
 
 I named that tree ‘Rex’ as in ‘T-Rex’ because in my 
							young mind it stood tall like one. Under that tree, 
							I found much solitude. Though each of us 4 boys had 
							our own room, this tree in the middle of the woods 
							gave me a space I could truly call my own. I could 
							go there whenever I wanted, to be alone with my 
							thoughts, but could still hear my mom yell for me 
							when it was time for supper.
 
 Little did I know that the practice of sitting in 
							that space, under this tree, was my first encounter 
							with silence and solitude.
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			 The 
			disciplines of solitude and silence are beneficial for all people 
			who seek to be intimate with God. They allow us to answer a call, 
			present deeply in the center of our heart. Every person born on this 
			earth is called to find and realize him or herself, not only in 
			discovering the love God has for us, but discovering how we access 
			and participate in this love as it is present in the world. When we 
			attend to God’s presence within, we will begin to see the holiness 
			in the world around us.
 This work can be difficult. Distractions abound daily. That is why 
			it is essential for us to find “at least one room, or some corner 
			where no one will find you and disturb you or notice you. You should 
			be able to untether yourself form the world around and set yourself 
			free, loosing all the fine strings and strands of tension that bind 
			you, by sight, by sound, by thought, to the presence of other 
			‘people.’”[1]
 
 So, what is your silent space? Where do you retreat when you are in 
			need of rest and relief?
 
 Whether it is under a tree named ‘Rex,’ or at your kitchen table 
			early in the morning, remember that outward silence opens the door 
			to inner silence; and inner silence is the silence of the true self 
			before God.
 
 And it is that self, in that moment, when we become fully alive to 
			God.
 
 May you find peace in the silent spaces of your days.
 
 Holding you in prayer.
 
 [Adam Quine, First Presbyterian Church, Lincoln]
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