My nine-year-old son spent most of Wednesday curled up on the couch recovering from a stomach virus while I worked on the computer at my desk a few feet away. At some point, he got up to get a book, and when he returned he stuck a Mozart symphony in the CD player and pressed play.Music filled the room.I sighed.Why do I forget to invite music into my everyday life? How can I sit in silence with only the furnace fan blowing in the background?I think I know: I sit in silence because that is how my soul stills.The psalmist wrote, “For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him” (Psalm 62:5, emphasis mine). I often wait in silence for God. It’s what I default to, a calming choice in a noisy world.But then I consider the fact that the psalmist would have sung these words; I ponder the irony that I hear the message “wait in silence,” through a song.Music encouraging silence.Mozart poured into the room that day, and I let it roll. Later, the song ended and I sat in silence, realizing both are good.I can still my soul to wait for God through both music and silence.How do you still your soul and wait for the Lord this Lenten season? What are your practices this week and how did you struggle and what was revealed?