Still Saturday: Taking the Day Off
Today Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word. I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little, the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten. And so forth. But I’m taking the day off. Quiet as a […]
Becoming Mindful in Place: Under the Maple Tree
I’m sunk into a red sports chair in the shade under the backyard maple. The site of the Great Lilac Massacre is behind me and in front is the home of the baby bluebird murders. In my mind, I still see the blood-splashed walls and little pecked heads. The grandgirl no longer plays softball, […]
Still Saturday: Murmurs
i find myself thirsty for plain sounds that whisper, glory. sure words resonate where i can hear, once again, God moving through broken lines that murmur with tenderness. but at the heart of poetry, silences. ~Laure Krueger as quoted by L.L. Barkat in God in the Yard In the stillness, Sandy […]
If I’m Still Enough
Sometimes, when the light is right and if I’m still enough, I see the glitter of tinsel dust floating over melted memories of magic and mystery in the waiting, the anticipation of gifts delivered in the night. I long for simpler times when I delighted in an unseen omnipotent giver and all I had to do was be good. But sometimes, if I’m […]
Still Saturday: It Is Well
In the stillness at Laity Lodge, Sandy An InLinkz Link-up
Still Saturday: Selah
Is there any note in all the music of the world as mighty as the grand pause? Is there any word in the Psalms more eloquent that the word “Selah,” meaning pause? . . . And is there anything that can touch our hearts like the power of stillness? For the hearts that will […]
Still Saturday: Troubled
Waiting upon God is vital in order to see Him and receive a vision from Him. And the amount of time spent before Him is also critical, for our hearts are like a photographer’s film–the longer exposed, the deeper the impression. For God’s vision to be impressed on our hearts, we must sit in […]
Still Saturday: Finest of Wealth
We are stretched thin–to the point of translucence. Hold me up to the light, and I will disappear. All you will see are the things I do. I need more Sabbath keeping than moments snatched here and there. Those short patches of peace have begun to feel like stealing time. So, I let the […]
Still Saturday: The Silence of Surrender
We enter the land of silence by the silence of surrender, and there is no map of the silence that is surrender…. The practice of silence…cannot be reduced to a spiritual technique. Techniques are all the rage today. They suggest a certain control that aims to determine a certain outcome. They clearly have their […]
