It is deafening here this morning. Delivery people are bringing bread and cake in. Vegetables are arriving. Eggs already here. A full crew making lunch for 150 in the kitchen, clattering, calling, laughing, dropping pans. And a bunch of student workers. Kids and parents arriving for playgroup. Printers printing. Phones ringing. Doorbell jangling throughout the building. Calendar alarms chirping. Organ practice on the other side of the wall. Footsteps overhead.
In four hours it will be utterly still, and the building will be almost empty..
When I can't find God in the still, small silence, I can pray a blessing on everyone working hard in the midst of the joyful noise.