*nod to the Hamilton soundtrack that is almost always playing.

Here’s the thing. There’s never enough time in the day. There’s so much to learn, see, try, talk about, study, understand, do, and experience. How can we feel like time is sufficient? How can we be satisfied? How do we hold those hopes for doing, seeing, living in open hands, trusting our allotment in both a day and in a lifetime?

I don’t always feel stressed about quality, quantity, amassing, accumulating, achieving, but I do feel stressed about a wise use of minutes and hours in order to ensure the most was made of our time. It’s the part of my pre-rv stressors that I can’t quite kick even amidst our new “slowness.”

Be still and know that I am God.