Still Saturday: Breathe

breathe

  “Do you want to live in peace and hope? It can be simple. “All you have to do to live is insist on staying awake. Don’t flinch or fade; don’t forget or fake it. Just be. Accept who you’ve been made to be and let everything you do come from the impulses of seeking […]

small and scared

wesley vet3

Wesley’s been walking wounded. We’ve pawed over his left front paw and leg and just can’t figure out why he’s limping for the last week and a half. So today I drag him through the door of the examining room, and while we wait he lifts his feet to my lap and shakes so hard […]

found: a poem for Megan’s birthday

still still still

Sometimes when you’re sandwiched between crises and you’re going through it without your mother, you just need to come out and play a little polo, find your balance with some red clover. Maybe slip your laptop into the red case and head to some sweet spot that sells veggies with a little turkey. Because that’s […]

still saturday: key moments

appearance

“Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the hidden and holy heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments and life itself is […]

still saturday: cease striving

cease striving

Cease striving and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. ~Psalm 46:10 (NASB) “The command “cease striving” comes from the Hebrew imperative verb meaning “sink down, let drop, relax.” Most people quote this verse in a soothing, reassuring tone, like a serene invitation […]

still saturday: when the soul needs a sabbath

sabbath

“May your soul be refreshed with an unexpected Sabbath, a necessary pause, a rest, a replenishing of hidden stores. May death and age be driven back another day, worry and the overload of care be banished from your little kingdom. May liberal Joy give you permission to play again, to dream, to slow the times, […]

five minute friday: listen

listen

I’m coming upstairs this morning from the laundry room when I hear a wee voice. “These are my pets.” I didn’t hear them come in. But Abby’s in the kitchen with Lillee. She’s wearing a Hello Kitty shorts outfit with a purple shrug, sweet new shoes (“they’re flip-flops!”) and some orange sunglasses. “Nama!” Arms wide […]

still saturday: still or stationary?

past

The stationary pilgrim always turns his head around to see what was or what could have been. He loses focus on the potential and possibility of now. So he stays in the position of inaction because he can’t imagine another way. Stationary is frail-boned, a faint pulse. The still pilgrim is engaged in a fully-realized […]

still saturday: heaven quiets

heaven quiets

“And maybe, just maybe, the deepest experience of prayer begins to happen when we, too, learn to be silent. To stop. To pay attention. To offer just one word, or two, to sit in the presence of God, in the anteroom of heaven itself and become prayer. Our very selves, offered on the altar, and then flung […]