By the Door

I find myself finally in a moment where I can hear myself and the words that escape me these past few weeks.  I stare at a photo Adi took early in her move to London and it captures me today.  I move so far from the peace that surpasses all understanding when I lose my knowledge of Him.

The world is so powerful when it invades my thoughts of what seems to be pressing and urgent.  Piles of work and people to please.  It's a cycle that's never-ending.

This week, I pray I will not forget.  Where my strength lies.


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