Why are we so conditioned to be constantly surrounded by noise? For my part, I cannot understand how my coworkers accomplish anything with another voice speaking into their ears, whether it is singing or talking. Me? I can't even work with classical music playing. My brain simply cannot process that much at once. And you know what? That's okay.
It seems to me that my generation and younger may end up with hearing aids at a much younger age than previous generations. Sure, I listen to music (usually classical or Christmas music, if the season's right) or podcasts in the car or while exercising, but other than that, I'm okay with the silence. Surely the constant noise plugged directly into our aural cavity cannot be a good thing!
I learned a lesson in the fragility and sensitivity of our eardrums this weekend when I unintentionally, but thankfully only temporarily, impaired my hearing. When bombarded by more unexpected and excessive noise within the next 12 hours, there was more pain. There was pressure. It wasn't terrible, but it was enough to make me nervous.
After a trip to the doctor, I was comforted to "hear" that there was no permanent damage. She talked to me about the danger of seemingly instant hearing loss, though, and explained that, in severe instances, when hearing is suddenly completely lost, a person has only 24 to 48 hours to address the issue (i.e., to be placed on steroids to reduce the inflammation). After this time, the hearing loss is irreversible and permanent.
Wow. What an intricate, fragile body God has designed! Why do we not care for it more? Is our playlist really more important than being able to hear the birds singing for the duration of our time here on earth? I would rather hear creation praising God than to hear man singing his ridiculous "Top Ten" hit any day. That is why you'll probably never see me wandering the halls of my office with headphones in my ears and my phone in my pocket. Instead, you might see me wearing ear plugs when confronted with loud noises, wherever that may be. It may not be the most glamorous look, but I'd rather preserve the precious hearing that my God was so good to give me!
With that, why not turn on some soft, instrumental Christmas carols and then sit back to enjoy your week in review (kind of):
- What a great mystery.
- On the basics of limited atonement.
- Hm, France may actually be on to something here, and it shows in the number of children who aren't unnecessarily diagnosed with ADHD.
- The Babylon Bee kind of annoys me, but I have to admit that this is funny.
- We should be very thankful for Caryl Matrisciana's service to the Kingdom, and praise God that she is now truly at home.
- "In approximately 90 percent of instances when prenatal genetic testing reveals Down syndrome, the baby is aborted."
- This will bring tears to your eyes. Praise God.
- I love Snoopy. I love A Charlie Brown Christmas. This time of year, though, when so many are singing the praises of the professing Christian creator of Peanuts, Charles Schulz, it seems important to remind everyone of the actual spirituality of Schulz. From the linked article: "Later in his life, Schulz's (sic) began to refer to himself as a 'secular humanist,' as his theology became less traditional. This did not mean he was no longer a Christian, but rather that he now believed other faiths might also provide legitimate paths to God. He was also less certain about other Christian doctrines, such as the existence of a literal heaven." Sorry, but if you believe there's any way to salvation other than Christ alone, you are not a Christian. This doesn't mean we stop enjoying Linus and his beautiful recitation of the Christmas story. It just means we become more mindful of who we are placing on a pedestal.
- For unto us a Child is born: