But it is hard to hear that inner voice unless I allow myself time and quiet to center down, to focus in. I can find silence indoors, but it seems static. Breathing in the dynamic stillness as the whole creation pauses before God, the psalmist also sensed that, “The heavens declare the glory […]
One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 25 (Still Saturday)
But too often I find myself fragmented; I am continually asking God for things (in the plural), “All these things I ask of the Lord.” ~Luci Shaw, Water My Soul: Cultivating the Interior Life Word Count: 25 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy […]
Are You Growing Up or Becoming Old?
Whoever decided small critters were good for older people? When I bent down to pick up the littlest dog during the morning rush, something in my left lower back went awry. After I’d deposited the oldest grand-girl at the school curb and returned home, I cranked the shower up hotter than hot and let the […]
Still Saturday: What Does the Landscape Look Like?
“So, maps. Perhaps they are metaphors of progress towards a resting place, an ultimate goal. I used to teach courses in journal keeping as a means to self-awareness and God awareness. One of the exercises I suggested was this: “See your life as a landscape. Describe its contours and challenges, and think of yourself […]
40 Words of Lent 2014: Day 35
The “one thing” each of us finds hardest to give up may be the single most significant sign to lead us to an entry door to our communion with God, if we could only recognize the importance of that choice. ~ Luci Shaw in Water my Soul: Cultivating the Interior Life Word Count: 40 Today’s […]
still saturday: pay attention
The truth is, we need more often to pay attention. And “pay” is the right word. Time and awareness, concentration and penetration are the price, the cost of seeing with both outer and inner eyes. The details are there for us to notice and appreciate. To ignore them or view them as trivial is to […]
Textures of Text: It’s a Mystery
All mystery feels like fog. It presents hiddenness. It demands strong faith to walk into it believing that one day it will be demystified. ~Luci Shaw It’s a mystery this hunger for the hidden, the faulty that aches for the faultless, the flawed that yearns for the flawless, how the best havings are in the […]
Textures of Text: Let’s Go All Word Wild
Perhaps the role of those involved in the arts, then, is to awaken ourselves and others to beauty–in all its risk and richness. ~Luci Shaw Let’s go all word wild. Let’s bound over boundaries and color outside the fence lines. Let’s open up new spaces within ourselves and dive in deep waters. Let’s be reckless […]
Textures of Text: Servant of the Word
Again, as so often before, I felt the secret thoughts rising in me, trusting them to be God-thoughts making themselves known. ~Luci Shaw breath of His breath I watch and wait spirit of the wild and untamed wind rushing water of many colors swirling dry bones dance to celestial tunes God-thoughts rise beauty to beauty […]
Through and Through Life: Holding My Breath
The Droid breaks into the night with its death rattle. I know I plugged it in before bed, but we are in the motel room with the sign that asks us not to use the towels to clean up dirt or cosmetics. The room where online time stutters. The room where one outlet doesn’t work, […]
