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Grateful for time to be still.
I'm wondering if all of these red lights lately have been a veiled (or maybe not so veiled) message to stop. And listen. I'm doing a lot of rushing here and there. Appearing busy. But sometimes it feels more like frenetic activity than actual productive work. And even when the work is useful or important, it still gets in the way of stillness. Of peace. Of connecting with something or Someone greater than me. Of being aware of THOSE moments.
Those moments that are always there.
Waiting for me.
To be still.
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