I sat across the table from her with a hot cup of coffee cradled between my fingertips. The impact of the words from my mouth startled me. Unexpected truth, said more for my benefit, than hers. The reality washed fresh over me as it clicked not just in the recesses of my brain, but the crevasses of my heart. Words, not of my own, but for my own. My own soul. My own heart. My own sojourning. My own search for the joys in the here and now. The segment of the conversation began with talking about a study I was doing. A study on the principle found in Deuteronomy…