Be still, and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10)
My wife tells me I'm awkwardly still. While other people gesture and move around in conversation, I'm statue-like. That's probably awkward. But while I am still physically, the waters of my soul rage within me. I hunger for something, and my mind races to catch it.
The pace of life can toss me around. Too often I let it, floating in its churn. Though I am happy, I know there is something my heart needs which I have only sampled.
Are you with me?