“Be still, and know that I am God.” The voice that the psalmist heard long ago entreats me today to the same peace. My early morning walk to the church over the white shell path seemed to shatter the silence with each crunchy footfall, until I dared to stop and listen more closely. When my body came to stillness – followed a moment later by my mind and spirit which were already reaching ahead into a day full of challenges – He was already there, preceding me, waiting for me. In that moment of stillness, he invited me to join the music that had already begun – the voices of the birds, the drip, drip, drip of the dew from the slate roof feeding the soft green earth beneath, the soft whisper of the wind. And then came his assurance given to Julian, “I shall make well all that is not well.” Oh! How I crave the grace to carry this knowledge in my spirit all day!