Quiet. Can you hear it? Right now the house is quiet, except that I can hear the fan of the furnace forcing warmth into the air.   Sometimes I crave quiet. There's something peaceful and holy in those quiet moments. My body relaxes.  My thoughts become like a child in a meadow... running free, arms in the air, twirling, and finally flopping down on the soft grasses and noticing a single blade, a tiny ant, and the scents of soil and wildflowers. In the quiet my senses come alive.  My imagination awakes.  My creative cells gather energy. In the quiet, the Holy Spirit speaks life and … [Read more...]