Every once in a while, I feel like I have a moment to just catch my breath. To sit and think and pray and just be. It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does, it feels like holy ground.
Tonight the house was dark and silent. The kids and the cat were all sleeping next to me. The wind howled outside as another storm blew through.
And I was just so grateful for the moment—for the breath—for the rest.
“Come to me all who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.” – Matt. 11:28
“Be still and know that I am God.” – Ps. 46:10
“Jesus is not glorified by unhappy, exhausted people.” – John Mark Comer
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