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Sometimes when we try to be helpful, to do something particularly kind for someone else, despite our best efforts, the gift we intend is not the one received.
In Isaiah 66:1-2, God tells the people of Israel the kind of dwelling he approves of: the lowly, and the afflicted. How often do we read words like this and immediately try to decipher some kind of spiritual metaphor?
What does God have to do with the normal, everyday stuff? Ask yourself if you let God into every part of our life.
How many times have you seen this image or perhaps you’ve done it yourself? Two friends sit across from each other at a restaurant, not talking to each other, but instead checking their phones.
How many times do we find ourselves haunted by a mistake or a poor choice, wincing at the sting of regret?
Most of us know someone who we think was very faithful, and yet that person has died. In our eyes, they have seen death—quite literally.
God is the rest our weariness seeks, the sustenance we hunger for, the solace for which we thirst. In fact, as Augustine famously said: “Our hearts are restless until we rest in God.”
