We all have them.  You know, those places where we go when we need time to process, time to listen, maybe even time to wrestle out-loud with God, time to let go of our emotions.  One favorite place for me is our next door neighbors driveway!  Next to the driveway, just on the grass,  is an old rusty rimmed basketball hoop attached to a tall telephone pole.  I like to shoot baskets, always have. This driveway is off the main road, usually quiet, and I used to spend hours here in high school practicing. It’s especially on days when I’m restless inside, can’t find any peace, feel annoyed with everyone, feel so frustrated internally that I don’t know what else to do, or just need a few minutes alone; this is when I like to shoot baskets.  I used to think this was strange, like I should be doing something more “spiritual”.  But I’ve come to appreciate the gift of these unique moments and places where I can talk with God. They feel like they’ve been been created just for me.