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Still Saturday: #BringBackOurGirls

May 9, 2014 By Sandra Heska King

#BringBackOurGirls

 

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.

For once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for one second
and not move our arms so much.

~Pablo Neruda in Extravagaria 

Sometimes there just are no words.

On Sunday, Mother’s Day, we will count to twelve x2 and keep still in this space. This blog will go silent for 24 hours as we hold vigil with the mothers of almost 300 young Nigerian girls–as well as mothers everywhere who do not know where daughters are. We won’t speak in any language. We’ll stop, link arms–and simply reach out with our hearts.

If you search for this site in your browser, you will find only a brief message and a link that will lead you to an explanation.

Sometimes there just are no words.

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In the stillness,

Sandy

Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday

Welcome to the Still Saturday Community 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 reflect on the depth of sparse words. We’d love for you to join us. Grab the 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. Carol J. Garvin says

    May 9, 2014 at 11:54 pm

    It’s an unimaginable atrocity, and in the stillness of the Sabbath they will be remembered.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 9:12 pm

      I can’t understand the mindset…

  2. bluecottonmemory says

    May 10, 2014 at 1:24 am

    There is nothing that grieves a mother’s heart like the thought of our children lost! Praying God surround these mothers and their daughters!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 9:13 pm

      I can’t imagine the not knowing, the wondering…

  3. Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says

    May 10, 2014 at 10:39 am

    Powerful and poignant, Sandra. Much to bring stillness to our weekend. My Still Saturday contribution is not my typical one. Have a beautiful Mother’s Day, my sweet friend – as both of us remember our beautiful mothers with much love and gratitude. xox

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 9:14 pm

      Yes. Remembering with you, dear friend. xox

  4. Michelle DeRusha says

    May 10, 2014 at 10:39 am

    Sometimes there are just no words. Amen, Sandy.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 9:15 pm

      Praying that in the silence, someone hears.

  5. Martha Orlando says

    May 10, 2014 at 5:05 pm

    Amen . . .

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 9:15 pm

      And amen.

  6. Laurie Collett says

    May 10, 2014 at 10:23 pm

    Praying. Thanks for hosting & for your compassion for these girls, & God bless.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      May 10, 2014 at 11:41 pm

      Thank you, dear Laurie. Bless you.

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