In the quiet of the morning, silent and breathing, coming to a place that is still. Forgiveness fills the empty place vacated by anger. In the stillness, pain creeps out and peace filters in. Prayer has been the guide to this place, silence has been the path and stillness is what is found. In the stillness come the whispers, comes the peace, and it is as if all else has suddenly slipped away. Pride and anger were within, but departed when they saw what was going on. It indeed is peace that took their place, peace that can only come from love, love that can only come from God. It was like being held and hugged by your Mom.