A Quiet Place
Mark 6:31–32
It is almost 10:00, Monday night. The children are snoozing upstairs. Aside from a few outside noises—a passing car...a barking dog...a few, faint voices in the distance—all’s quiet on the home front. That wonderful, much-needed presence has again come for a visit—quietness. I recall when our children were little, how valuable times of silence were to both Cynthia and me.