Elise Tegegne

God meets us at Walmart…

Rushing is a misunderstanding of who I am. ..

Wintering is a fitting time for rest…

What if we treated the stranger at our festal tables as Christ Himself?

Maybe cultivating generosity would mean holding our hours with open hands. God has given us time to give it away again…

For years I struggled with the concept of self-care, but lately I’ve been learning that it does have its place in the life of the believer…

What is perhaps most wonderful is the disproportionate grace of it all…

Lately, I’ve been asking myself: What would it look like to redefine productivity? What would it look like to evaluate my days from a Jesus-paced lens?

Moving in step with the Spirit, Jesus was not in too much of a hurry to be interrupted. He moved at a pace that allowed him to feel the anguish of others; to peer into the faces of the brokenhearted, stop for a conversation, offer a word, a piece of bread, or a healing.

When blood and bone, flour and water, get a chance to rest, God knits the tissues into life. He works miracles through human flesh and bubbling yeast…