In this busy world, where busyness is viewed as proof of our worth - I'm too busy to talk, too busy to eat long meals filled with stories with our friends, too busy to do this and to busy to be that -- it is so easy and tempting to summarize our worthiness in how busy we are and, when we are not busy to feel unworthy or worthless, to be emptied of that which is and filled only with self-loathing and jealousy and yearning. Beloved, sit with us this morning to just breathe and to remember: we have value and worth without doing, but simply by being, by being present to what is and what is not, by being in this moment and then the next one too. We are more than the sum of our busyness, more than the sum of what the rest of the world rates and approves and likes and encourages. Sometimes our gifts are not appreciated, though they are the best we can give. Sometimes we are caught up in the whirlwind of false achievement, as if we need to prove our right to take up space. Beloved, when that happens, sit with us and breathe with us and help us remember: the value of our hearts, the enoughness we are and can bear, the fact of belonging by the fact of being. And when we have sat long enough and breathed long enough to remember, to find spring in our hearts and hope within and around us, to be amazed by the wonders of this life, and to be glad and grateful once again, then may we enter again the busyness of the day, peacefully and lovingly and ready to surprise and be surprised by and with joy. Amen.