The best parts...

The best parts of life come, I think, when we least expect them.

The other day it was finding a picture of my wife in her blue dress. It was the moment last week in the presence of God on my way to work. Today, it was snuggling with my daughter.

Maybe we are most fulfilled in these times, because for that one fading moment, we are completely and utterly content with the goodness before us.

The psalmist wrote that, “the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want...” 

How much of our existences is spent striving? How much of our life are we “in want”, in pursuit of something... in vanity?

And what rest could our soul find if, for a few more moments every day, we silenced the insatiable beast whose name is ambition, and enjoyed fully His many benefits?