The body, our soul, our refuge and salvation, can often seem difficult to enter. Some of have left themselves so long ago, they forgot that home is with.

We continue to look for our own self-worth from the outside world, devoting our energy and talents to elicit someone, or something, to say, “Yes, you are good.” We live in a state of sinking, hopping from inflated life raft to life raft as people affirm our value.

Perhaps you have gown accustomed to hanging on to these rafts, to hearing the air slowly escape and the dark water slowly pulling you down.

When you’ve lost track of your innate goodness, everything you experience gets measured again, “Does this make me good or make me bad?” This is why we grasp at success and drown in failure.

In the hardest of times, how do we remember that what is inside of us is made of Good?