I feel like I am, by nature, the kind of person who always likes things to be good… to be fixed. I am so concerned with things… my life… being in place, in order, to the point that it overwhelms me. I am sometimes overcome by what I should be doing, should be thinking, should be feeling. I become consumed with the nitty-gritty details of living… thinking, hoping, dreaming, working, fighting, overcoming. I over complicate things to the point that it seems like everything is so fast, so fleeting. I begin to lose sight of life itself. It’s at a moment like this that I realize the importance of being still. The importance of resting in Christ and allowing Him to be my LIFE. The importance of dwelling in the richness of His grace. It is only then that thinking becomes pleasant, dreaming becomes sweet, and overcoming becomes possible.