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still saturday: silent solitude

April 20, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

bluebird

eastern bluebird – male

 

“Silent solitude makes true speech possible and personal. If I am not in touch with my own belovedness, then I cannot touch the sacredness of others. Experience has taught me that I connect best with others when I connect with the core of myself. When I allow God to liberate me from unhealthy dependence on people, I listen more attentively, love more unselfishly, and am more compassionate and playful. I take myself less seriously, become aware that the breath of the Father is on my face and that my countenance is bright with laughter in the midst of an adventure I thoroughly enjoy.”

~Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child, p. 58

 

female bluebird

eastern bluebird – female

female bluebird

 

“Conscientiously “wasting” time with God enables me to speak and act from greater strength, to forgive rather than nurse the latest bruise to my wounded ego, to be capable of magnanimity during the petty moments of life It empowers me to lose myself, at least temporarily, against a greater background than the tableau of my fears and insecurities, to merely be still and know that God is God.”

~Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child, p. 58

 

male bluebird

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

Stilled and knowing,

Sandy

 



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  1. Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says

    April 20, 2013 at 5:45 am

    Lovely quotes from Brennan. Lovely photos from beautiful you. xox

  2. Beth says

    April 20, 2013 at 8:32 am

    I need to read this book! Love what you have shared and your images are beautiful! A lovely beginning to my Saturday. Blessings to you.

  3. Lyli@3dLessons4Life says

    April 20, 2013 at 9:17 am

    Lovely! Praying you have a wonderful time at that retreat with some of my favorite writers…. 🙂

  4. JoAnne Potter says

    April 20, 2013 at 10:07 am

    It is the birds that can sometimes sing us into the quiet. I especially like the mourning doves…their soft gray punctuated with a slim fan of white when they fly…their sweet coo, soft and low. Yes. We need the quiet to hear these things.

  5. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    April 20, 2013 at 12:34 pm

    Oh, Sandy, these words go straight to my hurting heart:

    “Conscientiously “wasting” time with God enables me to speak and act from greater strength, to forgive rather than nurse the latest bruise to my wounded ego, to be capable of magnanimity during the petty moments of life.”

    Thank you, Friend. For these beautiful words and images, and for hosting us so graciously each weekend.

  6. Kris says

    April 20, 2013 at 1:03 pm

    Your bird photos, and Brennan Manning together—Beauty, and grace for my soul Thank you, Sweet friend.

  7. Jason Stasyszen says

    April 20, 2013 at 4:19 pm

    Wow, I love those quotes– and beautiful pictures as well. I’ve been in the position of trying to love others while hating myself and it doesn’t work. Everyone loses. Peace is only in Him! Thanks Sandra.

  8. Martha Orlando says

    April 20, 2013 at 4:19 pm

    Gorgeous photos and quotes, Sandy! Blessings!

  9. Elizabeth says

    April 21, 2013 at 12:05 am

    Oh, how I love Brennan Manning and that quote is perfect for what God has been speaking to me this weekend. Meeting you face to face has been a true joy.

  10. Carol J. Garvin says

    April 21, 2013 at 12:14 am

    Such lovely photos of your beautiful birds, and so perfectly paired with the Brennan Manning thoughts! Thank you, Sandy!

  11. Nina says

    April 21, 2013 at 2:49 am

    Your pictures of the bluebird are so beautiful – visualizing the aspect of being quite and just enjoying everything God has created … listening Him!

  12. Janis Cox says

    April 21, 2013 at 2:42 pm

    Oh beautiful pictures and that looks like an awesome book too.
    Blessings,
    Janis

  13. Laurie Collett says

    April 21, 2013 at 4:58 pm

    I love this quote & photos! Thanks for the beautiful post & for hosting & God bless!

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