Our hearts are speaking. Rather, they are calling out and aching for something this world cannot fill by its way of existence. Making our way through this thing called life, exhausted and heavy, we realize the stabbing sting hasn't been soothed by the things of this world. And while we go on looking for ways to quiet the cry of our heart, the truth is, it's eternity that is urgently summoning out in each and every one us. The longing we sense is more than real yet the reality is for something far greater than this world can give. In all our striving to do and be the best, the heart is searching to be at rest and reconciled back to a place called home. This home is not just any place we lay our head but must be encountered through spirit and by faith. This place is where a royal family resides and sets their affection on loving and trusting their God. By the fruit of their lips and labor of hands, they worship God. It's where a weary soul finds rest because it's doing exactly what it was made to do; worship.