
We don’t like silence. The moment things get quiet, we reach for something.
Our phones.
Music.
A conversation.
Anything to fill the space.
It’s become almost automatic — this instinct to avoid stillness.
And on the surface, it doesn’t seem like a problem. We live in a world built on constant connection and stimulation. There’s always something to watch, something to scroll, something to respond to. But the question isn’t just why we’re distracted.
It’s what we’re avoiding.
Because distraction often isn’t about entertainment.
It’s about escape.
Stillness forces us to sit with ourselves. With our thoughts. With the things we haven’t fully processed. The questions we’ve been pushing aside. The emotions we don’t know what to do with. And that can be uncomfortable.
So we stay moving.
We keep filling the space, convincing ourselves that constant engagement is normal, when in reality, it may be preventing something necessary from happening.
It’s hard to ignore how often God meets people when everything else becomes quiet. Not because stillness is easy, but because it creates space for awareness — for reflection, for clarity, for connection with God.
But that kind of stillness requires us to stop avoiding. To sit in the discomfort long enough for something deeper to surface. And that’s not something we’ve been trained to do. We’ve been trained to move on.
To stay busy.
To stay distracted.
To keep ourselves just occupied enough to avoid asking the harder questions.
But those questions don’t go away. They wait. And eventually, they demand attention. The issue isn’t that we’re distracted. It’s that distraction has become our default response to anything we don’t want to face.
We scroll to avoid loneliness.
We stay busy to avoid reflection.
We consume noise to avoid hearing ourselves think.
And over time, we lose our ability to simply be present. Present with ourselves, present with others and present with God.
That loss is subtle, but significant. Because some things can only be understood in stillness.
Not through distraction.
Not through constant movement.
Not through escape.
But through quiet honesty.
Through sitting long enough for the surface noise to settle and the deeper things to finally rise. And until we learn to sit with those moments, without immediately reaching for an escape, we’ll continue to miss what stillness is meant to offer.
Not emptiness.
But presence.
—
This post was previously published on Kojo Addo’s blog.
***
You may also like these posts on The Good Men Project:
White Fragility: Talking to White People About Racism |
Escape the “Act Like a Man” Box |
The Lack of Gentle Platonic Touch in Men’s Lives is a Killer |
![]() |
If you believe in the work we are doing here at The Good Men Project, please join us as a Premium Member today.
All Premium Members get to view The Good Men Project with NO ADS.
Need more info? A complete list of benefits is here.
Photo credit: iStock
White Fragility: Talking to White People About Racism
Escape the “Act Like a Man” Box
The Lack of Gentle Platonic Touch in Men’s Lives is a Killer

