A Day Away
Inwardly I moaned, “How can I add anything more to my life?” It was 1992 and I was on staff at a church on the outskirts of Chicago. The senior pastor had just lovingly instituted a day …
Inwardly I moaned, “How can I add anything more to my life?” It was 1992 and I was on staff at a church on the outskirts of Chicago. The senior pastor had just lovingly instituted a day …
I learned many years ago that resting well is not static. It’s a moving target, constantly evolving. For me, that’s what makes rest hard work. It requires attention, diligence and commitment to the ever changing seasons and chapters of …
Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. John 11:5 These words (especially the first three), and the order in which they were written, leaped out and landed in my heart. Thud. I would have expected Mary, Martha’s sister, …
Life at one time, had natural, built-in boundaries to the rhythm of our days. A long time ago, people went to bed shortly after sunset – especially when wood or oil reserves ran low. More recently, phones …
Dacha is one of my favorite words. It’s Russian and I was introduced to it in the town of Istra, Russia in January 2012 while speaking on the topics of rest and retreat at a conference for …
Tomorrow I will be on retreat. It will be a full day away, and my longing heart is hungry—hungry to be unplugged, un-needed and free. Physically, I hope to be outside much of the day. Spiritually, I …