sector7-signal-Inkari

I was reminded of someone today. Someone… perhaps from a dream. Luscious.

A man of conviction — but only the kind he crafted for himself. A man of confidence, arrogance, ambition, strength… and cowardice. A man who drowns himself in entertainment (as so many of us do) to avoid the silence. The silence in which the Creator speaks.

This isn’t truly about him, though. The lifelessness in his eyes, the grand speeches of ambition with no breath of heart — those are matters he must reckon with before the Creator himself.

This is about the heart.

The heart is not naturally inclined to worship. It is a restless thing, full of fleshly desires, quick to chase distractions, slow to bow. It will run toward pleasure, pride, and self-preservation far more readily than it will run toward surrender.

Even David — the man after God’s own heart — had to command his soul to worship (Psalm 103:1). Worship is not the instinct of fallen man; rebellion is. To bend the will, to lay down ambition, to open one’s chest to the refining fire of the Creator — this is not natural. It is supernatural.

And so the silence becomes our test. What do we do when there is no noise to shield us from our own poverty of spirit? Do we turn up the volume of the world, or do we fall to our knees and let Him search us, try us, break us open?

Perhaps that is why so many grow hollow-eyed. We drown out the silence rather than facing the Voice within it.

The heart runs to idols—be they screens, platforms, titles, or ministries dressed in “Christian” branding but void of Christ.

And what is our culture but a mirror of this? A machine of distraction. A flood of preachers who sell comfort instead of conviction, performance instead of presence, self-expression instead of self-denial. We have traded the cross for clout. We have built stages instead of altars. We have drowned ourselves, Luscious-style, in noise so we can avoid the voice of God.

But here is the piercing truth: the silence is not our enemy. The silence is our rescue. For it is in the stillness that the Spirit cuts through the fog. It is in surrender that the heart is reshaped. Flesh resists it—but grace remakes it.

The Creator does not need our noise. He calls us to stillness, to repentance, to life.

And life—true life—only comes when we stop drowning.

**Be careful what you listen to. Not all noise is good.
—Inkari

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