Lately I’ve been thinking about Psalm 131:1–2 “O Lord, my heart is not lifted up; my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me. But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me. ”

But how do we walk and enter into this kind of life, the life of a different world—so different than the one we see around us?