John Eldredge
John Eldredge
“We could sure use some hope right now.”
I was chatting with a friend last week about the things going on in our lives and in the world, when she said this. We weren’t talking about major loss, or suffering—just the way everyone seems to...
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September 2016
Dear Friends,
Thank you for all your loving care this past month - your kind notes, posts, and emails surrounding Craig’s passing have been such a gift to us. Thank you for your prayers as well; we feel upheld. Lori...
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August 2016
Dear Friends,
That word – friends – feels so comforting to me right now, as I write you the kind of letter you never want to have to write, but wouldn’t not write for the world. I need to share some words about...
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John Eldredge
John Eldredge
July 2016
Dear Friends,
This may be one of the most important letters I’ve written you.
I want to deepen our understanding about something I wrote you last month—how Hatred has become the new “spirit of the age.” I wrote that...
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“I’m having a crisis of imagination,” my wife said to me just the other day. “About heaven.”
It’s been a tough year for our family and those near us. A tragic suicide, followed by the loss of our first grandson. Eight months of chronic...
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Dear Friends,
“Jesus told his disciples a parable to show them that they should always pray and not give up” (Luke 18:1). I find that line immensely encouraging; I’m grateful Scripture precedes the story of the “persistent widow” with that...
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Dear Friends,
You take the time to read these letters (thank you) and I take the time to write them because we share common loves and passions.
The wild and unpredictable stories of our lives intersect because we love Jesus deeply,...
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Editor's Note: Last month we ran the first of some profiles we want to share with you of folks out there doing amazing work, some of whom seem to have some wild connection to us. This month’s story began with an email we received last year that...
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I feel I need to begin this article with some sort of confession, like in a recovery meeting.
“Hi. My name’s John.” [The small group responds, “Hi John.”] “And I’m a user.” [Group leader says, “This is a safe place, John. Tell us your...
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John Eldredge
It had been one of Those Days.
You know the kind—when everything seems to go sideways from the moment you get out of bed.
There is no milk so there is no cereal and you are late so there is no breakfast. You are halfway to work when...
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A secret fishing hole. A hidden point break. The best carnitas tacos in town. There’s nothing like a good tip from somebody you have at least marginal confidence in. So, in a spirit of generosity towards what might be viewed as “competitors,” we...
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I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences Don’t fence me in. -Cole Porter
The places we love call to us because they are, in fact, “the landscape of our soul.”
I don’t...
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John Eldredge
John Eldredge
John Eldredge
A boy with a bb gun on his grandfather’s ranch and the entire summer before him is the richest man in the world.
I was eight years old. My grandfather bought me a pump-model rifle and one of those milk cartons full of bb’s, and I had...
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