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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 31 (Still Saturday)

February 27, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

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But the artificial obvious is hard to see.

My eyes account for less than

one percent of the weight of my head;

I’m bony and dense;

I see what I expect.

~Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

Word Count: 31

All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here.

 

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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 be still together, to gaze long and drink deep.

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  1. Elizabeth Stewart says

    February 28, 2015 at 2:38 am

    I’ve been amazed at how much you are able to communicate in so few words! It’s been wonderful!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 28, 2015 at 3:09 pm

      Thanks, Elizabeth. It’s getting harder… 😉

  2. Dawn says

    February 28, 2015 at 9:37 am

    I look forward to stopping by your quiet place of resting each Saturday, this reminder to pause to look for the simple beautiful less of our day in order to see so much more of the extravagant wonder of God.

    Thanks for the faithful pausing and a place to rest with you.
    Blessings,
    Dawn

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 28, 2015 at 3:10 pm

      Thanks so much, Dawn. So nice to stop and rest with you.

  3. June says

    February 28, 2015 at 11:08 am

    I’m always refreshed to stop here and visit, Sandy. Whether you’re speaking few words, or less. It is always a blessings. May God bless you in return.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 28, 2015 at 3:10 pm

      Awww, June. That encourages me.

  4. Jason Stasyszen says

    February 28, 2015 at 11:15 am

    Reminds me again that “no faith” is not an option. We have faith for His promises or faith in the negative. Our expectation will be what we see. Great reminder, Sandra. Have a great weekend. 🙂

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 28, 2015 at 3:13 pm

      Oh… that’s something to ponder, Jason. Happy weekend to you, too. 🙂

  5. Michele Morin says

    February 28, 2015 at 11:47 am

    I appreciate the diversity of all your “One Word Less” poems. Every day a different thought. I used an Annie Dillard quote to name my blog: “Living Our Days.”
    Remember?
    “The way we live our days will be, after all, the way we live our lives.”

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 28, 2015 at 3:14 pm

      I love that quote! And it’s so true. Thanks, Michele. I appreciate your presence here.

  6. Laurie Collett says

    February 28, 2015 at 4:17 pm

    Awesome photos! Thanks for hosting & God bless.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 2, 2015 at 12:29 pm

      Thanks, Laurie. xo

  7. Joanne Viola says

    March 1, 2015 at 7:21 am

    As I read these words, “I see what I expect”, the Lord brought back to mind my one word for 2015, Believe. The prayer of my heart is that as I look into His Word and read His promises may I expect what I see. May I believe. Beautiful post as always! Blessings!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 2, 2015 at 12:31 pm

      Beautiful, Joanne. Thanks.

      May I look and expect to see.
      May I believe what I see.
      May I expect what I see–and to see more.

  8. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    March 1, 2015 at 12:12 pm

    These few words bring tears that I don’t understand. So I’ll just let them come. Thank you, sweet sister of mine, for this. I guess I needed it.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 2, 2015 at 12:32 pm

      Tissue?

  9. Heather @ My Overflowing Cup says

    March 1, 2015 at 11:00 pm

    Beautiful! Thank you for your simple, yet encouraging words, Sandra!

    Blessings to you and yours.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 2, 2015 at 12:33 pm

      Thanks so much, Heather. Hope his week overflows your cup. 🙂

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