The fog was starting to lift from my mind. Like a man waking in the middle of sleep walking, I came to my senses with disorientation and unease. A week earlier, a situation at work hit out of nowhere. My mind and thoughts were consumed with planning and trying to understand the bigger picture of what was going on. The situation lurked in the back of my mind with my family and in prayer. Nothing else seemed important but untying this work-related knot. The fog lifting was the dawning of the realization that I had fallen into the trap that an external reality was more important than my relationships with my family and with God. While my work situation was a big deal, it did not define me. No matter what happened there, it didn’t mean more than being present to my family. It certainly didn’t matter more than my soul. Problem solving was my first reaction to realizing my mistake. I ran the last several days back in my mind looking for what I could learn. How could I have prevented getting ...