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be still – just be

January 4, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

stillness, solitude, being, God, be still

“It is often when we’re swallowed up in God that we find our true selves. We discover our true identity, not as do-ers but as be-ers. Our tasks in this life boil down to: ‘Be still, and know that I am God.’ Indeed, this is why many of us avoid silence and solitude–because our self-identities are bound up in our busy-ness. We’re consumed with managing our lives, maintaining friendships, and loving our families. We may be doing all of this in an effort to love God, to do God’s will (or is it to earn our salvation?!), but back in the recesses of our minds, we know that if we slow down long enough and become quiet long enough, all these things, tasks, events, and doings will recede in importance. Where then will we find identity? Although it’s a frightening prospect to lose the things that give us meaning, the spiritual masters promise we’ll find, in our silence, a meaning more profound than we could ever imagine.” ~Tony Jones in The Sacred Way, p. 42

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. HisFireFly says

    January 4, 2013 at 10:35 pm

    Can’t see the linky thing —
    here’s my post:

    http://hisfirefly.blogspot.ca/2013/01/the-release-of-submission.html

  2. Shelly Miller says

    January 4, 2013 at 10:47 pm

    Love your new site, it looks awesome. This is my first link-up for the year, it seems like its been forever since I did one. And your quote echoed my thoughts about the New Year. I’m listening to peace. Love you Sandy.

  3. Kris says

    January 4, 2013 at 11:19 pm

    I’m always so happy to find your quiet weekend posts here, Sandy. it is precisely what I need. Bless you, kind friend. May your weekend be restful and full of hope.

  4. Virginia Knowles says

    January 5, 2013 at 9:03 am

    My Still Saturday post is here: http://www.comewearymoms.blogspot.com/2013/01/one-word-refresh.html

  5. Cheryl Smith says

    January 5, 2013 at 9:21 am

    The Linky seems to have disappeared on my site too. Here’s my post. Today? I’m being still!

    : http://www.oikosliving.com/true-vine-challenge-when-life-is-messy/

  6. Sylvia R says

    January 5, 2013 at 9:25 am

    Same here. I thought it was just on my end, but evidently not.
    Here’s my link:
    http://sylvrpen.com/2013/01/baxter-and-silent-solitude/

  7. Elizabeth Wynne Marshall says

    January 5, 2013 at 9:50 am

    Let you a dm on twitter. I love it here. You help to still my soul.
    http://www.wynnegraceappears.com/2013/01/The-Art-of- The-Now

    • Elizabeth Wynne Marshall says

      January 5, 2013 at 6:11 pm

      Opps… http://www.wynnegraceappears.com/2013/01/The-Art-Of-The-Now

      Your sight look so beautiful. I love everything about it. Beautiful. I will love being here even more than I already do.

  8. Michele-Lyn says

    January 5, 2013 at 1:22 pm

    I love the new blog design! And I love the thoughts and truth in your quote. I am still in the process of living this in my life. It takes a while sometimes, to get what we believe to truly be our behavior. 🙂

  9. Megan Willome says

    January 5, 2013 at 1:42 pm

    I think this is why many of the spiritual masters were single/childless–less to lose.

  10. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    January 5, 2013 at 2:52 pm

    Ah, rest. Thank you for this, Sandy, and for hosting.

    Be was my word for 2012 and I managed to miss the quote you offer here. I’m so glad to find it now.

  11. Positively Alene says

    January 5, 2013 at 4:55 pm

    What a beautiful post that helps me breathe after a very busy week. Oh how I just want to Be!!! Blessings.

  12. Patricia (Pollywog Creek) says

    January 5, 2013 at 5:23 pm

    So lovely, Sandy…just like you. XOX

  13. Nina says

    January 5, 2013 at 8:24 pm

    Thank you for hosting this Oasis – a place of solitude – at his feet!

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