A black hole is a “region of spacetime from which nothing, not even light, can escape.” I always thought that was an excellent description of an adolescent mind. It certainly often applied to the adolescents who grew up in my house. Light, information, and messages went in; very little feedback ever came out.
The inner workings of teenage black hole brains were a complete mystery to me.
I was pretty sure there were things going on in lives of my children that I could have coached them through, if only they would have released some information. Attempts at dialogue quickly degenerated into monologues. I talked; they rolled their eyes. (Their body language was excellent.) Looking back, I would have listened more and talked less, but that’s another subject.
Inept as I was, I loved my silent teens, and in an effort to communicate…something of value, I decided to post a “Quote for the Week” on the refrigerator. Maybe they would accidentally read one while foraging for food.
My not-so-subtle attempts at inspiration were met with, you guessed it, silence and apparent indifference. No matter, I persistently hung a new quote week after week.
When I bumped into a few of those quotes in a file drawer recently, I smiled and thanked the Lord that the black hole days are long gone. (For any of you who are frustrated by an uncommunicative adolescent, there is hope. Your children will one day emerge and speak again. Honest.)
I wonder if I am a bit of a black hole toward God sometimes. He hangs wonders and wisdom all over the world. He arranged for his words to be lived, spoken, recorded and preserved for our benefit. What is my response? Will I bring my fears and failures to him, seeking his wisdom, or will I stuff them deeper into the darkness?
Of course, what goes on in my muddled mind is no mystery to God. He doesn’t need my help; I need his. It is I who will benefit from bringing the hidden hurts, twisted thinking and buried insecurities out of my heart’s black space and into the light, so that God can set me free.
According to Wikipedia, there is a “point of no return” after which anything pulled into the black hole will never escape. Not even light. It seems like a good idea to stay in honest and open communication with the Lord so that we never pass that point of no return with Him. We can’t hide anything in our black hole brains anyway.
“Test me, O Lord, and try me, examine my heart and my mind; for your love is ever before me, and I walk continually in your truth.” Psalm 26:2