In any given day, there’s much more to do than there are hours in that day. And yet we are called to be so much more than task-accomplishing machines. The Hubs and I learned this as parents, but it applies to much more important areas of life as well.
Is God our Cosmic Buddy or a Distant Tyrant? Or is He something else entirely? As humans we tend to gravitate toward one end of the spectrum or the other. But there is danger in the extremes and safety in the truth. What are those dangers and how can we reject our extremes and find the truth?
Ever want to get away? To escape the clamor of, not only the world, but your own roiling thoughts? I need a place where quiet overtakes my heart, where peace is permitted to invade and where I can be still enough to hear that Still Small Voice that is so willing to speak, but so easily drowned out...
