I wake with a headache and a stiff neck. I shiver in the breeze of the open window and pull the sheet up to my chin. I breathe a prayer for those out west who can barely breathe for the heat of the air, for those who can barely breathe for the heat of life, […]
scripture sunday: safe house
God’s a safe-house for the battered, a sanctuary during bad times. The moment you arrive, you relax; you’re never sorry you knocked. ~Psalm 9:9-10 (MSG) Stilled and safe, Sandy With Deidra
still saturday: when the soul needs a sabbath
“May your soul be refreshed with an unexpected Sabbath, a necessary pause, a rest, a replenishing of hidden stores. May death and age be driven back another day, worry and the overload of care be banished from your little kingdom. May liberal Joy give you permission to play again, to dream, to slow the times, […]
twelve things I learned in june
Emily Freeman over at Chatting at the Sky has invited us to join in community and share what we’ve learned this month–whether wise, witty, random, informative, or quirky. These are off the top of my head, but keeping track of what we learn daily through the mundane moments might have great merit. So, here we […]
when you’re locked and blocked and your memory fails
I’m backed into a grove of trees next to the softball field fence. I usually just hang out here while Grace practices for two hours. I read and write, doze a little, cheer a little, maybe listen to a Tiger’s game. It’s hot today, but I’ve rolled the windows down and a cool breeze […]
when God smokes
I’ve started a new book. Well, I haven’t exactly started to actually read it yet. Like starting at page one. I’ve been thumbing through it to decide if I really want to read a book with such a scandalous title as The God Who Smokes written by someone named Timothy Stoner. Honestly, my first thought […]
scripture sunday: crave milk
Therefore, rid yourselves of all malice and all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and slander of every kind. Like newborn babies, crave pure spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow up in your salvation, now that you have tasted that the Lord is good. ~1 Peter 2:1-3 (NIV) Still thirsty, Sandy In community with Deidra
still saturday: a buffer zone of silence
When you approach Me in stillness and in trust, you are strengthened. You need a buffer zone of silence around you in order to focus on things that are unseen. Since I am invisible, you must not let your senses dominate your thinking. The curse of this age is overstimulation of the senses, which blocks out […]
in the waiting room of unanswered prayer
The hurt’s so heavy, but the waiting room’s so full. There’s not a chair in sight. So many needs. And so you slide down the wall to the floor, and hug your chin to your knees, and the nurse calls another, and someone else takes their seat. It happens over and over, and you […]
still saturday: purge our eyes
Lord, purge our eyes to see Within the seed a tree Within the glowing egg a bird, Within the shroud a butterfly. Till taught by such, we see Beyond all creatures Thee; And hearken for Thy tender word, And hear it, “Fear not: it is I.” ~Christina Rossetti (1830-1894) Stilled to see, Sandy Welcome […]
