It’s been a very foggy (and groggy) week, not because I can’t see, but because an annoying flu has sapped all my strength and dropped me to my knees.  Yet, this is a place where I’d much rather be. Not sick and restless, but with symptoms that require personal attention. You see, spiritually speaking, we are all sick and desperate, and it is only Jesus who can medicate this deficit. So like a physical cold that needs medicine, more dangerous is becoming spiritually cold, and that symptom alone should keep us looking to heaven. Anyway, I think the past several weeks have finally caught up to me. From a relentless speaking schedule at the end of July that led into August and a several day Youth Event in Wildwood, NJ--a Closer Walk--which fed into the Unspoken Concert at Coastal that Sunday, to departing at 4AM for Colorado that Monday, and returning that following Saturday to repeat my cycle of weekly ministry.  So here I sit a whole week later, under the weather, and trying to rise above the fever.I know I need rest and I can already hear your advice to take a break to get refreshed and I appreciate every single person’s concern, but without me, the world is just not the same! HA HA! And while that was meant to be funny, it’s really not, because that’s how pride operates. Pride tries to convince me that the world only spins if I am participating in the ride. But that’s just not true. Not for me and not for you.  The humbling reality is that life goes on-- with or without us.Trust me, life moved along just fine in my incarcerated absence. It’s not that I wasn’t missed, but I learned this: the world doesn’t revolve around me, but it does revolve around Jesus. And imagine the peace that comes to our world when we don’t try to move at the pace of the world. Imagine the stillness that floods our soul when we allow Jesus to be the center that holds everything under control. So here is the lesson. I can find the time to take a break and get the necessary physical rest without the world missing a beat.  Just as I need a daily spiritual dose of medication that is administered each day when “sitting at Jesus’ feet.”“Martha, Martha, why are you so worried and anxious?”Such a necessary rebuke to myself and to anyone who thinks activity is always productivity.  So I say to myself, just rest my soul, because “being still before Jesus” is always the best result.