There are seasons when all of us have to pull out the stops to make life happen. But frenetic must be the exception—the unique season—rather than the rule. One of the greatest obstacles to any marriage isn’t just the usual suspects, but the actual lack of white space for us to breathe, rest, savor, and simply be, both as individuals and as a couple. We work just a little longer, have the kids in a couple more activities, volunteer for one more project at church … and fall into bed only to do it all over again. We have become experts at hustling and frantic accomplishment. But our relationships and our hearts bear the results of malnutrition. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧? 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐬? 🌱🌳 “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” Ecclesiastes ...