Once upon a time in a land far away, (that’s the way all good stories begin), there was a man who was deeply troubled. He was a brilliant man. A man with a wonderful wife, precious children, and good health. The man’s troubled soul resulted not from family turmoil or financial pressure, not from deep, dark-sided sin or an angry crowd in pursuit. The man’s troubled soul reverberated throughout his body because he was unable to find rest, peace in his heart. He had taken vacations throughout the world – reclining on sandy beaches, taking in the beauty of the Swiss Alps, gazing at glossy glaciers, and standing in awe before the majestic animals of Africa. No matter where he traveled, no matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, the man never arrived at the place of peace, serenity, and rest.