I am busy.
I choose to be.
I want to squeeze out of this time here on earth all that's possible for a body to accomplish.
To serve.
To encourage.
To help when and where needed.

-- But --

That doesn't mean my heart and soul must be frantic.

-- And --

That doesn't mean I should run ahead of God,
finding my own opportunities to be busy rather than those He's granted.

-- Still --

Still my spirit.
Quiet me at Your feet.
Remind me, frequently, to fall to my knees and adore.
Life is not an emergency.
It is a gift.