A bald eagle soars toward the sun's dazzling light.
I carried you on eagles’ wings and brought you to myself.

The purpose of the wilderness

Wilderness strips life bare. It knocks all the supports out from under us. Circumstances may scream at us - and we may scream at God - that he has brought us there to kill us. And yet, it's in the wilderness that we may hear him say, “I have carried you on eagles’ wings to bring you to myself.”

Set free: Closeup of woman silhouetted by the hazy sun behind her. Her upraised arms are chained, but the chains have just broken.

The truth will set you free

Since childhood, I’ve treasured Jesus’ words, “the truth will set you free.” Now I see this diamond in its setting. I hear the urgency in his cry to us all.

With the sun behind her, low in the sky, a woman mountain climber rests for a moment, hanging from the lines that attach her to the cliff.

Mary Magdalene stuck her neck out

Thank you, Mary Magdalene, for coming to Jesus. Your story shows: REST is humbly serving the One who always treats me with high respect, entrusts me with significant responsibility and involves me in things of first importance.

Sun rises in an orange sky above a mountain slope that ends in the sea

Radiant! A glory story

When all seemed lost, Moses pressed in: To know the character and ways of God. To live in his Presence, to seek his face, to see and reflect his glory. May your heartcry echo that of Moses. And even when you do not realize it, may you become ever more radiant because you have been with your Lord.

Two deer drink from a mountain stream that runs through a wooded valley beside a gray slat fence. A shaft of sunlight shines down from above.

My cup overflows: Resting in God’s favor

I praise you, Lord my Shepherd. You have overcome for me all the shame that ever has or ever will attach to me. You are teaching me to overcome it too. By your grace, I drink deeply of your favor, and it restores my rest.

Sun is rising above gray clouds, creating a white-yellow sky and bringing light to a misty valley between dark, forested mountains.

I shall not want: Resting in God’s provision

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want,” sang David, the poet-king. Or in other words, “I lack nothing.” “The Lord hasn’t given us enough!” cried Joseph’s clan. We may know and love David’s words. Yet at times, it may seem that we lack a LOT. So what do we do with that?