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I thought if I stayed productive enough, I could somehow escape the grief. And for a while, it worked. Or at least, it looked like it did. I smiled on the outside while unraveling on the inside.

Jesus constantly outstretches His arms toward us with the beautiful, unexplainable gift of inner rest...

I just wish I could run away! This thought bombarded my exhausted brain as I poured myself an extra-large cup of coffee.

Rest is the antithesis of everything our culture recommends. It's all about the hustle and bustle in this day and age. But, I can't find...