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<p>It was apparent that Marty&#8217;s Eulogy was a sign from the Lord. As Joy and I continued our call she asked more questions&#8230; &#8220;What would happen if &#8220;this&#8221; all disappeared tomorrow?&#8221; This. The grind of busyness and meeting needs all around. The barrage of dings and notifications. The never-ending list of what I should be &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2022/11/15/sabbatical-reflections-from-rest-a-good-stoppi

<p>Make it your goal to live a quiet life, minding your business and working with your hands. 1 Thessalonians 4:11 The weeks following my poolside silent retreat were typical summer days full of family fun, play, work, chores, travel, packing a freshman for college, church responsibilities, piano lessons&#8230;. you know, stuff. But burning beneath was &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2022/11/10/sabbatical-reflections-from-rest-regret/">Cont

<p>I recently looked back on my results from Tom Rath&#8217;s book, Strength Finders 2.0. This is an incredible personality assessment which narrows down top talents and encourages readers to invest energy doing what best suits their strengths instead of spending energy improving areas of weakness. Brilliant. What I found was fascinating. I have taken the &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2022/11/04/sabbatical-reflections-from-rest-2/">Contin

<p>Years ago, I was speaking at a mountain retreat in a cabin full of new moms. I had brought my mentor Debbie with me for prayer (and a bit of moral support) as I was very new to leading women&#8217;s retreat weekends.  The time had led us to Saturday night &#8211; the pinnacle talk.  Everything &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2018/07/17/dont-rush-out/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I didn&#8217;t mean to end up in such a sad state.  Broken down and tearful at my friend, Tara&#8217;s house. I had  to call her. It was a necessity.  Tara is my friend who teaches Yoga, loves Jesus and lives her life at a delightful Type B speed.  She smells the roses and enjoys the &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2014/04/28/simple-tips-from-my-type-b-friend/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Note to self:  Have more giveaways.   The Lord blessed me this weekend through your words and favorite quotes.  Thank you for taking the time to enter the giveaway by leaving a comment with quotes that have resonated in your own heart. While they were all wonderful, one comment that rocked me was from Elizabeth. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/09/02/learning-from-lukey-and-a-winner/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</s

<p>Note to self:  Have more giveaways.   The Lord blessed me this weekend through your words and favorite quotes.  Thank you for taking the time to enter the giveaway by leaving a comment with quotes that have resonated in your own heart. While they were all wonderful, one comment that rocked me was from Elizabeth. &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2013/09/02/learning-from-lukey-and-a-winner/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</s

<p>It is Sunday. About 3:45 and a bit rainy.  The boys are out with Dad and grandparents.  I have a million things I could/should be doing.  A laundry list to to-dos. Laundry being one of them. But I am honestly trying to rewire my brain.  Because my &#8220;Type A&#8221; gives me this equation&#8230; A quiet &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/09/02/a-quiet-house/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>At the YMCA there is a class called Ultimately Fit. Picture Bootcamp meets Crossfit meets Jillian Michaels. Intense. I am amazed by the amount of women and men who show up for this torture&#8230;ahem, workout. The house is packed&#8230;sweaty people flipping tractor tires, hopping on over-sized boxes, sprinting steep hills and swinging Kettlebells. I love &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/04/09/bootcamp-for-my-soul/">Continue reading

<p>On the weekends, Brent and I try to take a couple of hours apart and alone. A mini getaway. All by ourselves. He sometimes sips Starbucks and reads a book that has been sitting on his nightstand all week. Or maybe he meanders around Gander Mountain for camping gear. Occasionally, he simply shuts himself in &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/02/18/days-18-19-love-takes-a-break/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a><

<p>Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28 Rest (anapauō) 1) to cause or permit one to cease from any movement or labour in order to recover and collect his strength 2) to give rest, refresh, to give one&#8217;s self rest, take rest 3) to &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/01/25/rest-what-a-paradox/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28 This week has been full of heavy. Do you ever have weeks full of heavy? Heavy work? Heavy worry? Heavy choices? On Monday, I woke with Matthew 11:28 stirring my heart. Jesus&#8217; plea, bidding me come and &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/01/20/finding-rest-step-one/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28 Do you know what to do with this verse? Seriously. Jesus is offering us to come and find rest in Him. Do we know how to rest anymore? I don&#8217;t know about you but rest makes me &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2012/01/16/jesus-tell-me-how-to-rest/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>I love the hungry white pages of a brand new journal. Each page ready for the strike of an eager pen. As of this week, my little brown book has officially retired. It&#8217;s pages maxed with messages from my pastor, quotes from my mentor, notes from books I&#8217;ve read, prayers I&#8217;ve offered to the Lord, &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/11/30/reflecting-with-the-little-brown-journal/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&

<p>I got a voicemail the other day from one of my dearest friends. She lives in Florida and was heading into town when she called. I want you to hear/read this. She said (hold on &#8211; listening to her message and typing quick!&#8230;) &#8220;Hey Becky, Becky! Hey sweet friend! I just read your One Thing &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/11/23/how-do-we-find-balance/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Imagine yourself standing in a long checkout line at Target. To pass the time you begin to browse the magazines. You have no children with you, the nanny has them all at home practicing violin (hey – this is fiction…let’s make it good) so you grab a “grown-up” candy bar to share with absolutely no &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/11/19/one-necessary-thing-for-the-holidays-ii/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a>

<p>Immutable: (def) not capable of or susceptible to change I must confess, &#8220;immutable&#8221; is not a word in my everyday lingo. And I suppose it is not a common word because it is not a common concept. Can you think of many things in your life that are not capable to change? I can&#8217;t. My &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/06/06/when-things-are-changing/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>Some would think that a house full of women, closed in confined spaces for a full weekend might mean trouble. Conflict. Comparison. Catty-ness. Cruelty. And they might be right if watching some reality show on Bravo. But, put thirty or more women, Jesus-lovin&#8217; women, in a house together. One full weekend. And what do you &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/02/22/a-taste-of-heaven/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</s

<p>To all who mourn in Israel, he will give beauty for ashes, joy instead of mourning, praise instead of despair. For the LORD has planted them like strong and graceful oaks for his own glory. Isaiah 61:3 God makes beauty from all of our ashes: the dust and ruin of our brokenness. The pain of &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/02/09/he-makes-beautiful-things/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&rarr;</span></a></span></p>

<p>In East Tennessee, nothing creates a buzz quicker than the four-letter &#8220;S&#8221; word. You know the word. S-N-O-W At its utterance, this town immediately heads to Wal-mart, the salt trucks pull out and schools begin to cancel. Often times before the first flake has fallen. (Knoxvillians &#8211; isn&#8217;t it so true?!)Well, with one exception: my &hellip; <span class="more-link"><a href="https://beckycrenshaw.com/2011/01/10/cloudy-with-a-100-chance-of-jesus/">Contin