A Word to the Weary

“Come to me and you will find rest.” We hear this… and one day, we come, heavy, weary. Enough ‘done’ to warrant a collapse, nerves shot, hard to explain— admit—how we got here. Until we hear again— “Come.” And come to relate to Lazarus. Weariness and burnout and despair are cousins. They’re related. One canContinue reading “A Word to the Weary”