It's the quiet that comes after the breaking. It's when He binds up wounds to heal. But before He does....He plants the seeds. He whispers....will you be inconvenienced?.....will you be uncomfortable? I know what He's asking. I know where this is going. Right back round it is. And somehow that's ok. Somehow, as I drove home, it became clear...You know I'm staying Lord. Whatever is is You are asking. It's yes. I can't do it any other way.