Snow has a way of quieting the world, Holy One. May we, in this season of hustle and bustle and noise, take time to quiet ourselves. Perhaps just a few minutes here and there each day but they can add up to glimpses of the peace that is always ours. The lists of activities will still be there when we return from our mini retreat but so, too, might a lasting sense that you can be found among it all and that is worth our time which is yours. In the peace that passes all understanding, we lift our quiet song of praise, God of Us All. Amen.