Sometimes after the ruckus of running a million different directions and not feeling like I really accomplished anything, my soul is tired. Sometimes after hearing of tragic news near and abroad and acknowledging humanity’s pains and sufferings, my soul is tired. Sometimes after hearing of the devastating and often horrific trials people are enduring, my soul is tired. Sometimes after adulting day in and day out, my soul is tired. Sometimes after repeatedly putting off the things I want to... Read more