This may mean that we spend time alone, sorting through the weighty implications of our experiences. After all, God is blessed by our pursuit of intellectual integrity.
It may mean that we spend time resting, acknowledging our real physical limits. God can be blessed by our silence.
But we also serve a creative God: the Maker of all that is, seen and unseen. Sometimes, He is blessed when His children just play.
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