I want peace—soul-soothing peace. Yet I was born into the stretched-out plains of noise.
I’ve learned with experience that when I feel the hubbub taking me away from God, it’s time to retreat from the whirring crowds and sink into the private creases of life so I can hear Him more. Knowing and doing are two different things.
I’m being generous, but perhaps this will be on my tombstone:
Many talk about the dash between the dates being the most important part. It is the story of a man’s life, they say, and it is to be measured by the noteworthy achievements, or the obstacles overcome, or even by the smiles it produced...