“But I have calmed and quieted my
soul, like a child quieted at its mother’s breast; like a child that is quieted
is my soul.” Psalm 131:2
What happens within you when the
turmoil begins? Things are going along swimmingly. (What an interesting turn of
phrase, by the way. I have no idea its origin, but, when all is well, isn’t
like the peaceful backstroke on a lazy river?) Anyway, all is well; few ripples
disturb your life. Then, from out of nowhere, Bam! The turmoil takes the roof
off and dumps everything on you that its angry whirlwind has picked up along
the way.
