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still saturday: unseen things

July 19, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

unseen things

The Caribbean–Jeremie, Haiti

“Only those who fill their hearts and minds with heaven can want or even recognize its earthly counterpart. Only they can seek after it in a way that indulges neither utopian dreams nor despotic solutions. To be of real earthly good requires a certain fearlessness: a freedom from the fear of death, from the loss of property or status or title or comfort, from the threat of tyrants, the power of armies, the day of trouble.

“People fixated on earth generally do not have this deep taproot of courage and conviction . . . Like the tug and heft of an unseen planet hovering near, the hope of heaven is meant to exert a gravitational pull that gives our lives stability, substance, weight. Ironically, it alone has the power to give us in a sustained way the moral and spiritual ballast needed to keep our feet on the earth–to make us of much earthly good. It is a rumor of home in a place of exile, inspiring us to keep up the good work.

“It is Unseen Things that render the things we do see–both the beauty and the ugliness, the grandeur and the barrenness, never enough, and yet  never too much.”

~Mark Buchanan in Things Unseen: Living in Light of Forever

Stilled in the Unseen,

Sandy

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  1. Megan Willome says

    July 19, 2013 at 6:36 pm

    Beautiful, Sandy! And it joins my prayer lately, that everything–everything–hidden will be brought to the Light.

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2013 at 6:50 pm

      You model courage for me, Megan.

      • Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

        July 20, 2013 at 2:17 pm

        Yes, what Sandy said. Courage.

  2. Lyli @ 3-D Lessons for Life says

    July 19, 2013 at 6:46 pm

    “…the hope of heaven is meant to exert a gravitational pull that gives our lives stability, substance, weight.”

    I could use a little substance, stability, and weight… 🙂

    Hope you have a great weekend, Sandy. Your picture made me miss Haiti’s beautiful people…

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2013 at 6:53 pm

      Hoping heaven pulls you close this weekend, Lyli.

  3. Kris says

    July 19, 2013 at 9:14 pm

    I have got to get some Mark Buchanon on my bookshelf. Beautiful, and stirring. God bless you, sweet Sandy XO

    • Sandra says

      July 20, 2013 at 7:03 am

      I love his words–and how he words his words. Bless you too, dear Kris.

  4. Dea says

    July 19, 2013 at 10:40 pm

    Ooooh, loved this…been heavenly minded this week for a couple of reasons…thank you for sharing this.

    • Sandra says

      July 20, 2013 at 7:04 am

      Ooooh… I love that kind of news. 🙂

  5. Ellen Grace Olinger says

    July 20, 2013 at 7:48 am

    “…a rumor of home in a place of exile.” Wonderful. Blessings, Ellen

    • Sandra says

      July 20, 2013 at 10:49 pm

      Isn’t he good with those words? I’ve been savoring every phrase.

  6. Betty Draper says

    July 20, 2013 at 10:42 am

    Beautiful encouraging words for my heart this morning. I just left Mia site for yours and so glad I did.

  7. Jason Stasyszen says

    July 20, 2013 at 1:01 pm

    Lover everything about this, Sandra. Thank you. 🙂

  8. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    July 20, 2013 at 2:16 pm

    “the hope of heaven is meant to exert a gravitational pull that gives our lives stability, substance, weight.”

    I never considered this idea before. What a gift you’ve given me today, Sandy. Thank you!

    And thank you for your hospitality, as always.

  9. Michelle DeRusha says

    July 20, 2013 at 2:24 pm

    You know, I don’t think I’m there yet … a “real earthly good.” I think I’m still far too attached to things and status and this stuff of earth.

  10. Laurie Collett says

    July 20, 2013 at 6:57 pm

    Beautiful passage & photo! Thanks for hosting & God bless!

  11. Nina says

    July 21, 2013 at 6:59 am

    Thank you for another great book to read – I cherish all the treasures you share, Sandy!
    Blessings to your Sunday & coming week,
    Nina

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