I marvel that as pastors we can proclaim to and believe about others an identity in Christ we ourselves have unknowingly let Satan blind us to . . . we love others but hate ourself . . .
I came with my wife really not knowing or having a clue what to expect, as a couple or individually. I realize this was good, because it was more . . .
My week at SonScape was full of moments with my wife and with God. I discovered how badly I had been treating myself. I heard God speak to me on the hiking trail, in the sessions . . .
Friends, all I can say is that my desire this week was to reconnect with the Lord and to re-orient my third culture and wounded missionary heart. Before my week here with my wife, I had hit . . .
This retreat was a last resort for me. After 25 years of ordained ministry, 20 of which in the same parish, I felt abandoned by God, disenchanted with ministry, and . . .
The most powerful part of our SonScape retreat experience was the opportunity to come away to a quiet place and honestly reflect on who God has made us to be.