And in the quiet part of the day, we finally share our true words and mean them from the bottom of us. And they touch something, stir something, mean something to someone somewhere, in hope. Our words finally settle into themselves and can really bless. IN meantime, we rush and blaze to know. we try to react or work too hard or defend….but then again, the evening comes for our words, and we know—what St John told us” blessed are you who know and rest in….”