This week’s winddown felt natural—a welcome shift. By 2pm, I could sense myself already preparing—heart, mind, and body—for Sabbath. I left the day

I wanted to jump directly into the Word this Sabbath, "green lettering "the Gospel of Mark. And as fast as I opened my Bible

Easter Sunday’s devotional and Story Teller centered on what it means to Surrender Fully. Then, on the Monday after Easter.

Ever have one of those moments where you wonder if you could be taking better care of yourself—physically? I looked at a photo of myself recently and thought, “Wow… I got old,” (ha!).

This week, I caught myself doing something I didn’t intend. On my Sabbath morning, the first thing I did was pick up my phone—not just to turn off the alarm, but to scroll through News alerts.

Again. If the eremos—the quiet, solitary place—is where I need to go to do spiritual battle, then just getting there is half the battle. But how do I get there, Lord?

There was a lot going on this week. On my Sabbath, I faced what I considered an “ox in the well” situation (Luke 14:5)—a moment when it felt necessary to make an exception...

This was one of those weeks where I felt like I could’ve slept in a little longer. I’m not exactly in “retirement mode”—you know, early to bed, early to rise—but I’m definitely not in “college mode”

I find myself distracted by the digital portal that sits on my nightstand. It’s the last thing I touch before going to sleep and the first thing I instinctively reach for when the alarm sounds.

This week was shorter than usual as we prepared for our trip to Seattle to celebrate our niece’s graduation. The anxiety I felt likely stemmed from a desire to tie up all the loose ends before we left.