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still saturday: expect wonder

December 21, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

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“God is not merely at your fingertips but within your grasp. Live each day like a child digging through a treasure chest, rifling for the next discovery. Open your arms and your eyes to the God who stands in plain sight and works miracles in your midst. Look for him in your workdays and weekends, in your meeting-filled Mondays and your lazy Saturdays. Search for him in the snowy sunsets and Sabbaths, seasons of Lent and sitting at your table. Pray for–and expect–wonder. For when you search for God you will discover him.

“Live awake and aware because wonder awaits.” ~Margaret Feinberg in Wonderstruck: Awaken to the Nearness of God, pp. 27-28

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In the stillness,

Sandy

Welcome to Still Saturday where we pause after a busy week, move in quiet pilgrimage, maybe linger a while in some still place, and soak in the beauty of images and words. We’d love for you to join us. Get the details above, grab your favorite button, and link up below. We all love to hear if something especially speaks to your heart, but please don’t feel pressured to comment. Simply take some time to gaze long and drink deep.




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  1. Martha Orlando says

    December 22, 2012 at 6:40 am

    Sandy, I loved the photos and truly like the new look of your blog. Just beautiful!
    May your Saturday be filled with peace and wonder, too.
    Blessings!

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:35 am

      Thank you, Martha. The blog is still under construction, so pardon the dust. 🙂

  2. JoAnne Potter says

    December 22, 2012 at 7:08 am

    Oh Sandra, I ache for the stillness in this busy season, but here, in the early morning, where my Lord meets me, infant, savior, King, it comes. It comes.

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:36 am

      The early mornings seal a bit of stillness for the day, yes?

  3. kris says

    December 22, 2012 at 7:14 am

    Beautiful, Sandy. Praying your weekend is restful and full of moments to see more of His glory. God bless you, my friend.

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:37 am

      Thank you, dear Kris. Praying the same for you.

  4. jean Wise says

    December 22, 2012 at 8:25 am

    Love this quote! Thank you for enriching my morning.

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:37 am

      Loving this book…

  5. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    December 22, 2012 at 10:53 am

    Beauty and wonder all about. Beautiful, Sandy, just beautiful. Thank you for sharing, and for hosting.

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:04 pm

      And to have eyes to see… xoxo

  6. Sara says

    December 22, 2012 at 12:55 pm

    Beautiful pictures of the flowers, Sandy. It almost makes me feel warm looking at them.

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:08 pm

      It was in the 90s in Haiti! I could use a little more of that. 🙂

  7. Laurie Collett says

    December 22, 2012 at 2:20 pm

    Glorious photos & quote! Thanks for hosting & may you & yours have a blessed Christmas!

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:08 pm

      And same to you, Laurie. I’m honored that you are here each week. What a blessing you are.

  8. Pat Spreng says

    December 22, 2012 at 5:50 pm

    Giving thanks for this … and you, Sandy. Love your new place… it feels like coming home with those beautiful Frio colors. Amazing! Merry Christmas hugs coming your way. = )

    • Sandra says

      December 22, 2012 at 9:10 pm

      Love that river! The Dude’s still at work, but I think it’s mostly tweaking. Giving thanks for the gift of you. Don’t forget. Lunch in the New Year.

  9. patsy says

    December 24, 2012 at 3:24 am

    Yes indeed, when we look for Him, we will find Him. recently He put it in my heart that all is His gift, all is grace. We just have to open our eyes. Even our challenges are gifts. Dropped by to say thank you for hosting this party every week. A blessed Christmas to you and your loved ones. May you have the choicest gifts of the season- love, joy, hope and peace beyond understanding. Patsy from HeARTworks

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