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still saturday: delivered

February 1, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

delivered

 

Deliver.

I’ve been thinking about this word all week.

How He delivered Himself to us

wrapped low

to wrap us

up

in love,

how He delivered Himself over

to deliver us

from darkness and death

into light  and life

so we could

deliver ourselves for Him,

to be light

to deliver others

into the light

to be delivered.

 

be a light

Have I told you lately, friends, how grateful I am for you? For how you’ve embraced this community. For how you quiet me? For how you point me to the One who delivers us daily? So much love to you, for you.

Stilled,

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 on the left, 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. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    February 1, 2013 at 9:42 pm

    So grateful for you, my Frito Sister. 😉 Thank you for hosting us every weekend.

  2. Sylvia R says

    February 2, 2013 at 6:26 am

    And I am so grateful, too… I love this beautiful post (which quiets *me*), and this lovely link-up. Thank you so much, Sandy, for faithfully providing it.

  3. Patricia (Pollywog Creek) says

    February 2, 2013 at 7:13 am

    Thank You, Lord, my Deliverer, from saving a wretch like me.

    Thank you, Sandy, for this powerful reminder. XOX

  4. JoAnne Potter says

    February 2, 2013 at 7:38 am

    This Christmas, I heard the song “Mary, did you know?” for the first time (go figure) and the line that kept coming back was the one about whether, when she delivered her baby, she knew that He would soon deliver her? Two lovely meanings in the same word, and a wonderful comparison between the physical and eternal aspects of one act. Deliver. Yes.

    http://joannempotter.blogspot.com/

  5. Kris says

    February 2, 2013 at 8:56 am

    Sandra, your posts always speak such quiet grace. I love you, and this community, and how God knows what we need, when we need it, and He always delivers us into that place. Seeking Him with you this weekend. Love and joy to you, my friend.

  6. Martha Orlando says

    February 2, 2013 at 11:00 am

    Love and appreciate you, too, dear Sandy! May we always shine His delivering light into the world.

  7. Rebekah@asoftgentlevoice says

    February 2, 2013 at 12:04 pm

    I love the idea of a still Saturday.
    Thank you for your thoughts on deliver and the community here.

  8. Lyli @ 3dLessons4Life says

    February 2, 2013 at 1:31 pm

    Love that verse in the Message translation! So very thankful to be wrapped in His love. This was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

  9. Laurie Collett says

    February 2, 2013 at 1:47 pm

    Sandra, your words give me goose bumps. Thanks for hosting, & God bless.

  10. Michele-Lyn says

    February 2, 2013 at 4:36 pm

    This is the Gospel, isn’t it?

    how He delivered Himself over
    to deliver us…
    so we could
    deliver ourselves for Him…
    to deliver others
    into the light
    to be delivered.

    These are beautiful words to ponder. I love you and this community, as well. Such beautiful grace found here. Blessings, friend.

  11. bluecottonmemory says

    February 2, 2013 at 9:06 pm

    This salvation He delivered isn’t meant to be tucked away in a box for safe keeping – it is to be delivered to others – beautiful encouragement to continual connect with others:) Wishing you blessing this week – and many delivery opportunities!

  12. Nina says

    February 3, 2013 at 3:50 am

    The word ~ deliver ~ contains so much meaning, that we hardly grasp … And yet the word in action means everything to us!
    Thank you for hosting Still Saturdays ~ a place to come together, receive and share ~ walk together!

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