So often we crowd ourselves, leaving no room for air. Our humanity is lost among the noise we constantly run towards. The T.V. is on, the phone ringing, our schedule is maxed. We’re terrified to rest. To be with just ourselves. What are we so afraid of? If our souls are bare and we are quiet long enough to be alone, do we trust in God to be enough?
The price of consumption is too high. It’s waste. Pure waste of something deeper: discovering who we are and the God who speaks to us in whispers.