The problem we face today needs very little time for its statement. Our lives in a modern city frow too complex and overcrowded. Even the necessary obligations that we feel we must meet frow overnight, like Jack's beanstalk, and before we know it we are bowed down with burdens, crushed under committees, strained, breathless, and hurried, panting through a never-ending program of appointments. We are too busy to be good wives to our husbands, good homemakers, good companions of our children, good friends to our friends, and with no time at all to be freinds to the friendless...And we know and regret that our life is slipping away, with our having tasted so little of the peace and joy and serenity we are persuaded it should yield to a soul of wide caliber. The times for the deeps of the silence of the heart seem so few...
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