We came by plane, by train, by car. We came from far-flung corners of the country — from Connecticut and Maine, from Minnesota and Illinois, from California and Arizona, from Florida and Kentucky, from Virginia and New Jersey. Even from Canada. We came wearied from our travels — from unnervingly bumpy flights, from too many hours waiting in airports or tracking down lost luggage. We came wearied from our everyday lives — from overwhelmingly busy or floundering photography businesses, from broken homes and bruised marriages, from physical struggles and emotional anguish.

And then something happened.

We found rest. The exact rest each one of us needed.

For some, that rest was literal, simply stepping away from business and the internet and phone calls, and sleeping through the morning sessions. For others, that rest meant talking  through the night, going a full 48 hours without sleep because the adrenaline and excitement and release of having new friends to savor was a kind of rest in itself. For some, that rest was in our worship services, pouring hearts and tears out as we sang. For others, it was simply soaking in the beauty of God’s majestic mountains.

But whatever rest we needed, we each found it. We found our rest is in Jesus.To read more about the incredible Pursuit 31 conference at the WinShape Retreat this past week, check back on Monday.

~ Laura