It is quiet, the quiet that allows
each second on the old grandfather clock to be heard. Hearing seconds is a peaceful thing; one,
two, three…Time levels every life to a field we can all participate in, the act
of living. Too often we forget how to
live and performing becomes our life.
Performing is the antithesis of living.
Performing is acting out a character.
Let that sink in a moment.
Living is being; being who God made
one to be.
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