"My heart is not proud, O Lord, my eyes are not haughty, I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me. But I have stilled and quieted my soul like a weaned child with its mother."
The Bible is so much more than just a book, it is an ongoing conversation between my Creator and me. God knows how I get every Saturday - harried, irritable, busy cleaning and organizing, cursing the three pets who are under my feet. All I want is peace and quiet after the work week, but it eludes me even though I have lit a few candles and play a Chopin CD. He knows I must still my stirring soul and surrender to him all of my concerns. Only then am I sated.