We woke up this morning to a cool spring rain. This is a quiet morning in the valley and as I look out over the rolling green lawn, Qavah's words come to mind, "Happy, happy, me." The smell of coffee is beginning to beckon those who are still sleeping and soon the house will be filled with the sounds of showers and rattling breakfast dishes. We're getting up to go to church. We're going to meet with friends to join our hearts together in worship. We're going to lay down all of the details and business of the past week and quiet our hearts to hear from God.