Seasons

Ten days, no filler. I've started a dozen devotionals that fizzle out by day four. This is the first one that got harder to skip, not easier.

- Danielle P.

Six months sober, and this was the first thing I read that talked about starting over without making it sound easy. That's rare.

- Marcus

I'm the person everyone assumes has it together. Summer is the first thing that said the quiet part out loud. I read it on my lunch break and cried in my car after day six.

- Priya K.

Burnout doesn't look like falling apart. It looks like doing everything right and still feeling empty. Whoever wrote this has been there.

- Jordan

Bought Summer for my husband. He's a firefighter and doesn't read devotionals. He read this one.

- Rachel, gift buyer

My dad passed in March. Someone gave me Fall in June, at exactly the wrong time, which turned out to be exactly the right time.

- reader, name withheld

Retired after thirty one years in the same building. Nobody prepares you for the identity part of that. Day four of Fall did more for me than three sessions with a counselor.

- Robert G.

I don't cry over books. I cried over the line about carrying things that aren't yours to keep.

- Sam

Bought all four for my sister after her divorce. She said Fall was the one she actually finished. Now she's asking about Spring.

- Nichole

Read all four back to back over a rough month. Winter, then Spring, then Summer, then Fall, in that order, on purpose. It tracked with the actual year I was having.

- Ben

Got the complete set for my small group's New Year kickoff. Half of them have already asked where to get more copies for their own families.

- Tanya, small group leader

Started my own business four months ago and I'm terrified most days. This didn't make the fear go away. It made it feel less like a verdict.

- Kevin M.

I recommend devotionals to my congregation carefully. This is one I'd actually hand someone in the middle of a hard season, not after it.

- Pastor Michael D.

New Year's Eve, alone for the first time in twenty years. Someone left this on my porch with no note. Still don't know who. Day seven is the reason I made it to January.

- reader, name withheld