Just as my body suddenly yearns for long walks in the warm sunshine, so, too, my soul yearns to be stretched and watered after a somewhat stagnant season of comfortable coziness.

May the preciousness and fragility of life not be lost on us.

Allow the beauty of creation to soak deep within our souls with eye candy such as mountain or lake or ocean or countryside or forest. It reminds us how small we are and how utterly magnificent God is, and that makes His love for us all the more breathtaking.

There is room for us all— room for all our babies and books and husbands and houses and ministries and master’s degrees. So let’s go out of our way to be cheerleaders for our sisters who are killing it out there and succeeding in crazy ways!

Having an ‘eternal perspective’ helps us remember nothing is wasted.

God still works in us and through us when we feel like we’re not producing anything worth writing home about.

What if we started counting our blessings rather than counting the days?

We long for blessed rest that reaches into our marrow and beyond. More than physical, mental, and emotional; complete and utter rest for our battered, frazzled, hopelessly forgetful souls.

There’s so much out there vying to saturate our minds, but only The Word can satisfy and give us the truth and peace we crave.