The practice of Sabbath is a weekly invitation to more, not less. It is an invitation to more of the essential, more of the eternal, more of the glory threading through it all.
My Story: The Day I Lost My Job It was a Friday morning. Good Friday morning to be exact. I’m going to use that as a metaphor for the job-loss-to-new-future journey. Allow me a quick explanation. In the Christian tradition, Good Friday is the day
It’s just past 1 am. I am on my knees, on the floor of our family room, physically spent and spiritually bleeding out. I am howling a wild cry for mercy into a pillow, my cold hands tightly gripping my head in a last-ditch effort
Who gets to tell you today, tell me today, what is important? When you woke up today, who did you first look to? Who did I first look to? My social media apps pushing the latest trends? Netflix or Disney+ promotions in your Instagram feed?
Couples, once deeply in love, begin to grow apart in small ways. Emotional ties become looser. Life gets busy. Increment by increment, paths diverge. People begin to change, even “discover who they are.” Attentiveness to the marriage is eroded.
