Nothing new under the sun … Life has its rhythms, our time organized into days, weeks, seasons — which, for the most part, repeat again and again. Comforting, perhaps, and often satisfying … But we find ourselves wondering, “Is this all?” Why? In the midst of the secure, the predictable, the visible, why do we wish we could rise above? Why do we long for more?
When have you ever felt fearful or uncertain? What happened? What is your favourite season? Why?See full discussion guide