Monthly Archives: May 2016

Jesus Our Sabbath Rest

Editor’s note: the following was edited with permission to fit the format of Land and was originally published on the author’s Facebook page. Visit her website to find out more about how Amanda is sharing the Good News.   It’s no coincidence that Jesus performed miracles many times on the Sabbath day (Jn 5:16). The […]


The other day I reached this point inwardly that was something akin to a pressure cooker. I still experience moments, as good and willing as I know Abba to be towards me, in which I find I’ve shoved down a tonne of cares instead of casting them on Jesus. When I get like this, it’s […]

Plans of Hope and a Future

In a dream, I stood at the edge of a wide and far reaching field of wheat coloured grasses.   A girl of five years stood quietly at my side— her brown hair let down nearly to her waist. We both wore white cotton summer dresses and smiled excitedly at the horizon laid out before […]

A Most Giving God

  Now He who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will supply and multiply your seed for sowing and increase the harvest of your righteousness; you will be enriched in everything for all liberality, which through us is producing thanksgiving to God. —2 Corinthians 9:10-11, NASB  

The Shape of Times

A powder blue sky that seems to be both dense and translucent— an opaque powder blue sky hangs above and in the background of various shapes— stacked and constructed together to form buildings, like homes and businesses and remnants of years past and gone, of slumbering histories, and recounted memories. They are the shapes of […]

Staying Encouraged

Back when I was first learning about my identity being in Christ, I would read about David (who was also a type of Christ) and his faith in God and his heart for Him—and the craziness of his life. Reading about David’s diligence to turn to God in and his belief in God’s ability to […]

Farmhouse, 1948

Leaning against the kitchen sink, cold linoleum beneath her thin house dress, the young woman sat slumped— a half peeled Idaho potato in one hand and a rusty handled peeler in the other.   Her lover sat down beside her, clad in illustrious robes, his skin aglow with a Princely radiance. He placed his strong […]