This I recall to my mind, “Thou art good, and doest good; Teach me thy statutes.” And, “It is good for me that I have been afflicted; That I might learn thy statutes.” Therefore have I hope.
My soul hath them Burrs, thorns, crooked parts. Still in remembrance, Is your passion, cross and empty tomb My soul is broken, And is humbled in me.
Judas has a way of pulling a chair up to the table and forcing us to sit there an ask the question, “Is it I?”
What if all business stopped? We have a taste of that right now. Business produces a sound, it’s a sound of busyness and activity. If all that were to stop and be replaced by silence, how refreshing would that be?