by Garris Elkins | Jan 19, 2018 | Faith, Father, Gifts, Hope, Identity, Provision, Rest, Thankfulness, Vision., Worship
In my life, the greatest blessings I received were not the result of a well-crafted human plan. I could not create the blessings I have been given. I could not predict them or see them coming. These blessings simply arrived out of the goodness of God’s heart and...
by Garris Elkins | Dec 27, 2017 | Rest, Trust
A full life is not one where each moment is always occupied with something to do or experience. Fullness is the result of a rest produced by a willingness to choose peace over strife, hope over despair. Rest is the evidence of a life of fullness.
by Garris Elkins | Dec 3, 2017 | Destiny, Discipleship, Father, God, Honor, Hope, Jesus, Joy, Peace, Provision, Rest, Revelation, Teaching, Trust, Wisdom
As a little boy, I usually slept like a rock. But one winter night I woke up and walked into the living room. I was about 6 or 7 years old. My stirring also awakened my father. While standing in front of our fireplace staring at the remaining embers of a fire from the...
by Garris Elkins | Aug 4, 2017 | Hope, Rest, Trust
This morning as Jan and I took communion, a phrase was spoken during our prayers, “May we be fruitful in rest”. That one sentence became the core of our time together. Fruitfulness is different than productivity. Fruitfulness produces a harvest from a...
by Garris Elkins | Jun 19, 2017 | Discipline, Gifts, Holy Spirit, Intimacy, Obedience, Peace, Prayer, Promise, Rest, Worship
Certain sounds pull on the deep emotions of my soul. The sound of a violin solo, water moving across smooth stones in a mountain stream or a loon calling out as it swims across a lake through a wisp of early morning fog. There are two levels where we process these...
by Garris Elkins | Jun 18, 2017 | Freedom, Jesus, Obedience, Rest, Trust
I was sitting in the early morning light with my dog, Abby, reading the hard copy proof for my new book. I love this time of year when the mornings are cool yet warm enough for shorts and bare feet on the grass. As I continued to read, a bird flew past me and through...
