A Lifestyle of Rest
We’ve come to believe the lie that rest is an event, not a lifestyle.
My thoughts as I journey through this thing called life.
We’ve come to believe the lie that rest is an event, not a lifestyle.
It’s so easy to think of God as some aloof guy who sees and treats us all the same, but he knows and cares for each of us individually.
I’ve been going about my merry way, thanking God for the opportunities in front of me, only to realize that he’s been whispering to me “This is good, but I have better for you.”
Things have been so good lately, but this little thought has been sneaking into my mind: When is it all going to go wrong?
I believe that learning how to be intentionally grateful in good times helps us better prepare for the rocky waters of life when they come.
We don’t need millions or even thousands of followers in order to show Jesus to the world—we just need to be us and let his goodness flow through us.
My hope is that one day we can get to the place where neither gender is seen as “trash” but is seen for the exquisite and precious beings we are.
I’m confident that we can experience a deeper level of God’s love, grace, and mercy when we open ourselves up to him honestly and without holding back.
In the church, there’s a lot of talk about not being afraid, but I wonder if our language regarding fear is incomplete.
Technology is not a thermostat but a thermometer that can tell us a great deal about ourselves that we might not recognize as readily any other way.