With everything happening so quickly, the only thing necessary thing to do was hold on. Transition had touched down with the determination of heaven, and distraction was attempting to gain entry behind it. Let’s be honest, chaos carries the ingredients for fear, doubt, and bitterness.

"The work of the cross is finished. Completed.

God’s Holy wrath was satisfied by the only sacrifice that could carry such a weight; Christ crucified."

When it comes to our society’s take on the subject we tend to focus on external pampering, shopping therapy, or disconnecting from our home front and routines by getting lost abroad or at least out of reach (Hello dnd). What if I told you that, while these activities are enjoyable, these activities aren’t caring for you at all?