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Easter Begins with Tears in Jesus’ Eyes

Luke 19 reminds us that as Jesus approached Jerusalem the week before he died, he wept. “If you, even you, had known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes …

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Easter: A Sign for All Time

Luke 19 reminds us that as Jesus approached Jerusalem the week before he died, he wept. “If you, even you, had known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes …

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What Makes Jesus Weep This Week?

This past Sunday I was in Luke 19, revisiting Jesus’ arrival into Jerusalem on the Sunday before his death. As Jesus approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it and said, “If you, even you, …

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Refuge

Note: This post was originally published on September 9, 2013. We are reposting it because the information is as important today as ever. We hope you’re challenged to think of rest in a fresh new way.   Retreat …

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The Hard Work of Rest

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 …

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Two Truths for Hard Times

The question at hand – How do I rest when the bottom falls out? Two truths will take us far. This week I have had to live them. Most of you know our son, Josh (20), is …

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The Hard Work of Rest

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 …

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Fixed and Focused

I’ve spent 19 years “fixing” Josh. Born with Sickle Cell Anemia, Josh came home through the miracle of adoption when he was 6 months old. He’s been a medically complex kid since the day he arrived into our lives—gaining …

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Refuge

Retreat has had two primary focuses in my life: Offensive. Defensive. I retreat to refuel—to tank up—as I run the race. I retreat to find refuge when battered and worn. My day away could not have been …

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Come Away

I’m in a good place. A God place. But that doesn’t mean I’m in a great place. The spin cycle is brutal. I land on my feet most days, but the constant pounding of the agitator (that …

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