He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. - Psalm 23:2-3   The golden light of July pours over the garden, turning the long grasses into a shimmering sea of amber. A bicycle lies discarded in the driveway, its wheels still clicking from a frantic ride, and the porch chairs are cluttered with half-finished projects and unopened mail. Inside the house, the clock ticks with an insistent rhythm that matches the rapid pace of your household schedule. There is a vacation planned ...