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Books + Resources for Lent

Books + Resources for Lent

I wanted to share some helpful resources about this season of Lent, and I pray they’re encouraging and meaningful to you as you move through these next 46 days leading up to Easter!

How I'm Stewarding the Season of Lent This Year

How I'm Stewarding the Season of Lent This Year

Over it all, grace. In it all, intentionality. Throughout it all, love.

The Rhythm of Lent For Me

May this season be one of growth, grace, and goodness. May we walk step by step alongside Jesus, God made man to save us, as He walks forward for us to the cross. May we grasp a little better this year how big that is.

#100daysofRADpages

Quite a while ago, I stumbled upon an article on Medium called The Crossroads of Should and Must by Elle Luna. I absolutely loved it. If you haven't read it, go read it now! It has now been turned into a book (that I preordered and should be getting in the mail this week!)-- it's that good and that popular.

Recently, I stumbled upon a magazine at Barnes and Noble called The Great Discontent and absolutely loved it as well. It was full of long-form interviews with artists and creatives of all kinds, and it was inspiring and motivating and beautifully produced.

image by  Elle Luna  for #the100dayproject

image by Elle Luna for #the100dayproject

Now, Elle Luna and The Great Discontent have teamed up on a project called #the100dayproject where people are invited to choose something to do for 100 days, sharing every day on Instagram with that hashtag as well as their personalized hashtag, too.

I chose to fill a page in a mini sketchbook with words and doodles every day from April 6 (today!) until July 14. I've called it #100daysofRADpages and you can follow along with each day on Instagram

Interested in this whole idea? Join in! Choose something today and get started, you haven't missed anything yet! I'm so excited to commit to doing something every day for this stretch of time-- I think it's going to be a great practice in dedication as well as creativity. Find me on Instagram (@racheladawson) to see each day!

DAY ONE.

DAY ONE.

Celebration // A Speak Up Link-up Vlog

The first Friday of every month, Amber and Annie host another Speak Up! Link-Up-- this month's focusing on celebration. With today being Good Friday and Easter coming in just three days, the theme is appropriate. While where we are at in the Holy Week story doesn't look good today, we know Easter's coming. We know Christ conquers death. We know there is hope, there is victory. What better reason to celebrate?


I want a life that sizzles and pops and makes me laugh out loud. And I don’t want to get to the end, or to tomorrow, even, and realize that my life is a collection of meetings and pop cans and errands and receipts and dirty dishes. I want to eat cold tangerines and sing out loud in the car with the windows open and wear pink shoes and stay up all night laughing and paint my walls the exact color of the sky right now. I want to sleep hard on clean white sheets and throw parties and eat ripe tomatoes and read books so good they make me jump up and down, and I want my everyday to make God belly laugh, glad that he gave life to someone who loves the gift.
— Shauna Niequist

One Year In College vs. One Year Out: How We've Seen Jesus

This post is in collaboration with the wonderful Erica Boden. A few months ago, I got a message through my site from Erica. She told me she had stumbled on my blog and that she loved it. Let me just tell you how absolutely heart-warming it is to hear that from a total stranger-- it absolutely made my day and encouraged my heart so much. Since then, Erica has written for Rethink and become someone I call a friend! I'm so excited to bring you this post written partly by her and partly by me.


After one year at college, how have you seen Jesus move?

Erica Boden  is from Cincinnati, Ohio and is a current student at the University of Alabama. She     loves work-out clothes, breakfast, and flaws. Few things bring her more joy than being able to talk about Jesus with friends, family, and strangers. Proudly Type A, you can catch her blunt and semi-humorous tweets at  @e_bodes .

Erica Boden is from Cincinnati, Ohio and is a current student at the University of Alabama. She loves work-out clothes, breakfast, and flaws. Few things bring her more joy than being able to talk about Jesus with friends, family, and strangers. Proudly Type A, you can catch her blunt and semi-humorous tweets at @e_bodes.

How have I seen Jesus my freshman year? That’s kind of a long list. How have I not seen Jesus my freshman year? Well, that list would be nonexistent.

For starters, I see Jesus in the sky. No, not in the cliché sense of seeing and feeling The Lord physically watching over me, but I see His creation. Being from Cincinnati, it is truly not a myth what you hear about the Alabama skies—sometimes I swear to you Jesus just squeezed an entire bottle of blue food coloring out amongst the clouds.

I see Jesus in the way that my parents let me go to a college eight hours away. I see His grace in the fact that they would love to have me closer, but they trust and care about me enough to know that what’s best for me and my well-being may take precedence over proximity.

I felt God holding me during the first few weeks of confusion. He dried my tears and made me feel less alone, as I sobbed in a dorm room after watching my parents drive away. He made the days easy and the home sickness disperse. He was next to me as I stood there awkwardly when I learned I got 130 new sorority sisters; He reassured me that you do not miss out on the college experience by not going out every night. On the occasions when I did, however, He was supporting me as I turned down drink after drink, half-smiling and acting like I wasn’t drained.

He’s provided people in my life who love Him, challenge me, and inspire my heart. With every leap I took, He met me halfway; every stumble I encountered, He picked me up.

When I was sick and extremely stubborn, I saw Jesus in my friends and the way they forced me to go to the Student Health Center. I saw His truth in their words and the way they shoved me headfirst in their car as I was resisting; I saw His love in the sacrificial way they gave up their Saturday, gas, love and energy for me. Jesus was found in the car rides, late-night ice cream runs, and the “thanks-for-saving-me” moments. His reliance has been found in the way that friends have graciously allowed me to borrow their cars, and His selflessness in the way they spend hours curling my hair and about ten minutes on their own.

When I busted through the office doors crying, Jesus was in the words of my favorite Dean, reassuring me that no one would die if I got a B in a course, and that nothing is ever final until it’s finished.

When Jesus said “It is finished,” you guys, it is finished. Whether it’s my freshman or senior year, my first or last breath, it is finished. Jesus finished it all and that is the truth I rest in and have seen play out, my entire year. Glory to Him for a freshman year that was fulfilling and fantastic.


After one year out of college, how have you seen Jesus move?

Rachel Dawson  is a writer, believer, adventurer and passion-follower. She gets to be an unwavering champion at her day job at  UMFS  and a world-changer with  Rethink Creative Group . She loves taking naps, cooking gluten-free vegan food and constantly doodling.

Rachel Dawson is a writer, believer, adventurer and passion-follower. She gets to be an unwavering champion at her day job at UMFS and a world-changer with Rethink Creative Group. She loves taking naps, cooking gluten-free vegan food and constantly doodling.

When I left the university everyone calls the happiest place on earth a year ahead of schedule, leaving behind a ministry I had absolutely immersed myself in and countless rich and meaningful friendships I had deeply invested in, I wondered how Jesus would top that. I wondered how I would encounter Him more than I did at that school with those people.

I graduated, and I came back to a town I never liked, a town full of ghosts of old memories and broken relationships. I expected to find people I didn't like in the stores I frequented, I expected to get stuck without a job, I expected to never find true friendships. What I didn't expect, though, was to Jesus move like He did.

I've seen Jesus in the loving hands and care of my parents after a big knee surgery, showing me that I'm never alone. I've seen my flesh fail, but I've seen Him remain constant and unfailing. 

I've seen Jesus open doors I had only ever dreamed about, and I've seen Him hold my hand and lead me through them. I've seen Jesus create opportunities for me that I was never even remotely qualified for, and I've seen Him work through my weaknesses and be my strength. 

I've seen Him near me, felt His closeness, and rested in His intimacy as I moved into a new apartment and found how to be independent and rely fully on Him. I've seen Him move in my heart in the stillness and the aloneness. I've seen Him work to create beauty in things that feel a lot like ashes sometimes.

I've seen Him in the beauty of a town I had almost given up on. I've seen Him in the city skyline from the overlook. I've seen Him in the fiery sunsets after a day of clouds and rain. I've seen Him in the buds and blooms and new life sprouting all around me this spring. 

I've seen Him in communities that are different from any I've ever known, but that are also rich with hearts that are seeking and asking and yearning for more. I've seen Him in not just the physical body of the church, but the selfless and authentic living and growing body of the Church. I've seen Him in the attention of those who are older and wiser than me, yet want to pour in to me and walk beside me as I grow.

I've seen Him in the Easter story like I've never seen Him before. I felt more wrecked by the way He sacrificed everything for me on Good Friday, I felt more desire for nearness in the waiting of that Saturday, and I felt more complete joy and total gladness on that glorious Easter Sunday than ever before. I've seen the Spirit make Scripture come to life and my Abba captivate my soul with His truth and love.

Glory to Him for giving undeserved grace and unending love.


We want to hear from you! Comment with how you've seen Jesus move in your own story; we would love to celebrate that with you.

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